Party & Bullshit
Notorious B.I.G. vs the Grateful D.E.A.D. Lyrics

Here we go, come on
The song is starting and the artist is calling out to the listeners to join.

I was a terror since the public school era
The artist is reflecting on his rebellious behavior since his school days.

Bathroom passes, cutting classes, squeezing asses
The artist is listing some of the mischievous activities he took part in during his school years.

Smoking blunts was a daily routine
The artist developed a habit of smoking marijuana a lot while growing up.

Since 13, a chubby nigga on the scene
The artist explains how he became popular and well-known in his neighborhood since he was 13, despite being overweight.

I used to have the trey-deuce
The artist reminisces about his old days when he owned a .32 caliber gun.

And the deuce-deuce in my bubble goose
The artist also owned a .22 caliber gun which he used to keep in his jacket.

Now I got the MAC in my knapsack
The artist upgraded his weaponry to a MAC-10 machine gun which he carries in his backpack.

Lounging black, smoking sacks up in Ac's and Sidekicks
The artist is chilling with his friends, smoking weed while using Ac's or Sidekicks, brand names of cellphones.

With my sidekicks rocking fly kicks
The artist and his friends are wearing fashionable shoes and are together.

Honeys want to chat
Girls are interested in talking to the artist and his crew.

But all we wanna know is where the party at
The artist and his crew only care about finding a good party to attend.

And can I bring my gat?
The artist is pondering if he can carry his gun with him to the party.

If not, I hope I don't get shot
The artist is worried about his safety at the party if he is unable to bring his gun with him.

Better throw my vest on my chest, 'cause niggas is a mess
The artist considers wearing a bulletproof vest for extra protection from potential threats at the party.

It don't take nothing but fronting for me to start something
The artist is easily provoked and can quickly become violent when others challenge or disrespect him.

Bugging and bucking at niggas like I was duck hunting
The artist is displaying his aggressive nature by attacking people like he is hunting ducks.

Dumbing out, just me and my crew
The artist and his friends are acting recklessly, not thinking about the consequences of their actions.

'Cause all we wanna do is
The artist and his crew are only focused on partying and causing trouble.

And party and bullshit
The artist repeats the phrase to emphasize his desire to party and be wild.

Hugs from the honeys, pounds from the roughnecks
The artist is receiving affection from girls while also getting respect from intimidating individuals in his community.

Seen my man Sage that I knew from the projects
The artist bumps into an old friend from his neighborhood projects.

Said he had beef, asked me if I had my piece
The friend tells the artist he is involved in a conflict and asks if the artist has brought his gun with him to the party.

Sure do, two .22s in my shoes (no question)
The artist tells his friend he has an extra set of guns with him, and he is certain about it.

Holler if you need me, love, I'm in the house
The artist tells his friend to signal him if they need his help, as he is present.

Roam and stroll, see what the honeys is about
The artist and his friends are observing the girls in the party, looking for potential hookups.

Moët popping, ho hopping
The artist and his friends are drinking Moët Chandon champagne and flirting with girls.

Ain't no stopping Big Poppa
The artist expresses his confidence and dominance at the party.

I'm a Bad Boy (that's right)
The artist identifies himself as a member of Bad Boy Records, the record label he is signed to.

Niggas wanna front, who got your back? (Biggie)
The artist questions the loyalty of others and reminds people who they can count on (himself).

Niggas wanna flex, who got the gat? (Biggie)
The artist is also asking where the weapons are, claiming to have them himself.

It ain't hard to tell, I'm the East Coast overdose
The artist boasts that he is the best rapper from the East Coast and that his music is addictive.

Nigga, you scared you're supposed to
The artist taunts those who are afraid of him, saying they should be scared.

Nigga, I toast ya, put fear in your heart
The artist threatens to shoot someone and create fear in their heart.

Fuck up the party before it even start
The artist is willing to cause trouble and disrupt the party from the beginning.

Pissy drunk, off the Henny and skunk
The artist is highly intoxicated from drinking Hennessy cognac and smoking marijuana.

On some Brand Nubian shit beating down punks
The artist references the hip hop group Brand Nubian and intends to beat up people who disrespect him in a similar way.

Bitches in the back looking righteous
Girls in the background look attractive and desirable.

In a tight dress, I think I might just
The artist is considering approaching one of the girls he finds attractive.

Hit her with a little Biggie 101, how to tote a gun
The artist plans to teach the girl how to carry a gun, implying he wants to be with someone who understands his lifestyle.

And have fun with Jamaican rum
The artist plans to drink and have a good time with the girl he is pursuing, while also promoting Jamaican rum.

Conversation, blunts in rotation
The artist and the girl he is with are talking and smoking marijuana together.

My man Big Jock got the Glock in his waist and
The artist's friend, Big Jock, has a Glock pistol concealed in his pants.

We're smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinking
The artist and his friends are smoking, drinking, and making the girl they are with believe they are attractive and desirable.

If money smell bad, then this nigga Big is stinkin'
The artist believes people are envious of his wealth and success.

Is it my charm? I got the hookers eating out my palm
The artist wonders if his charisma is what makes girls attracted to him and do whatever he wants.

She grabbed my arm and said, "Let's leave calm"
The girl the artist is trying to pursue asks him to leave the party and go somewhere quieter.

I'm hitting skins again
The artist is planning to have sex with the girl he is with.

Rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken
The artist and his friends roll another marijuana joint and buy Heineken beer to drink.

Niggas start to loc out, a kid got choked out
People at the party start to get wild and aggressive, and one person gets choked by another.

Blows was thrown and a fucking fight broke out
A fight breaks out among the guests, and people start punching each other.

"Yo, chill, man, chill"
The artist tries to calm everyone down in the middle of the fight.

Can't we just all get along?
The artist wishes people would cooperate and stop fighting.

So I can put hickies on her chest like Little Shawn
The artist wants things to calm down so he can go back to flirting with the girl and giving her love bites (hickies).

Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
The artist's plan to get the girl drunk off Dom Pérignon champagne and continue flirting with her.

And it's on, and I'm gone
Once everything calms down, the artist intends to leave the party.

That's that
The artist concludes the song with a simple statement about his night at the party.