[00:00.00] 作曲 : DJ Quik
[00:00.38]Pitch In OnA Party - DJ Quik
[00:00.64]Written by：Blake David Marvin
[00:10.24]Momma
[00:11.23]I know you said that you wanted a record you could listen to
[00:15.08]With no cussing and sh*t
[00:17.89]I tried
[00:20.21]But I still gotta do this
[00:22.29]Yo
[00:22.84]Jingle jingle
[00:23.88]We've go the lingo
[00:24.87]With so much heat it's hard for us to pick the first single
[00:27.31]It don't matter cuz I'm underground anyway
[00:29.59]Rich balling b**ch call and fly any day
[00:31.77]You dirty niggas y'all too whack to dance
[00:33.58]Y'all need to ease up off that now before y'all splint y'all pants
[00:35.91]And leave that up to my niggas young fly niggas
[00:38.21]Getting down you and I niggas don't try niggas
[00:40.58]I changed my mind I don't want your b**ch
[00:42.81]Cuz sorry a** women just don't get rich
[00:44.85]You could keep her
[00:45.84]I'd rather have a fifi bag because it's cheaper
[00:48.09]You can't come up for NL
[00:49.10]I gets deeper
[00:50.67]And my hold is so cold it's a sleeper
[00:52.56]So pass the reafer
[00:53.87]And to you false balling niggas just grab your crotches
[00:56.15]But if you paid ni**a pat your pockets
[00:57.84]And for sure
[00:59.16]You've got yours
[01:00.14]I've got mine's and we're balling
[01:02.70]So call up everybody
[01:04.93]Let's pitch in ona party for sure
[01:07.89]You've got yours
[01:09.14]I've got mine's and we're balling
[01:11.81]So call up everybody
[01:14.04]Let's pitch in ona party for sure
[01:16.43]Alright
[01:16.63]Somebody play the potato
[01:18.17]Let's take a ballad
[01:19.37]On who gonna invite the hoes that make the party valid
[01:21.56]Cuz we don't need a whole crib full of dudes again
[01:23.62]And here come the police with them big black boots again
[01:26.32]Kicking niggas out
[01:27.53]Hand cuffing and stuffing they banging jacky chicken in they mouth
[01:30.06]And time to shine pitching a fit
[01:31.71]Cuz somebody rolled her bud in a heeny blunt and won't pass the sh*t
[01:34.97]Who keeps turning the lights on
[01:36.25]Why the music keep skipping
[01:37.54]And why these dirty khaki niggas tripping
[01:39.04]I don't know I'm quik and I'm still delighted
[01:41.25]500 dollars worth of white star
[01:43.16]About to hide it
[01:44.06]Cuz y'all ain't drinking mine up
[01:45.50]You better drink that anj and palmason and the rest of that wine up
[01:48.35]You party haters need to stop it
[01:50.24]I think we really about to pat your pockets
[01:52.30]And for sure
[01:53.14]You've got yours
[01:54.22]I've got mine's and we're balling
[01:56.98]So call up everybody
[01:59.00]Let's pitch in ona party for sure
[02:02.08]You've got yours
[02:03.13]I've got mine's and we're balling
[02:05.95]So call up everybody
[02:08.19]Let's pitch in ona party for sure
[02:10.78]Hey baby
[02:11.18]My girlfriend left me today
[02:12.20]So which one of you old ragedy a** b**ches wanna come in here and play
[02:15.28]That's what my homie told and try to cop the cancun
[02:17.49]Then I caught him in there hunching in my downstairs bathroom
[02:19.89]And in the kitchen and up in there on the dancefloor
[02:22.35]By the big screen TV where your pants go
[02:24.77]Some of you niggas I swear
[02:26.03]I try to throw y'all a ragedy a** party
[02:27.93]And y'all don't even care
[02:28.81]Cigarette burns in my plush
[02:31.00]Empty beer bottles in the brush
[02:32.28]And my b**ch acting like a lush
[02:33.95]Boy what else could go wrong
[02:35.41]Somebody kick the extension cord out
[02:38.31]Move
[02:39.38]Y'all gotta be some of the clumsiest muthaf**kas
[02:41.25]To the sounds now some
[02:42.37]Y'all done f**ked up
[02:43.34]Get out get on
[02:44.13]Speed up ni**a
[02:44.54]Get up take your w**d on
[02:46.70]Ya ni**a the drunk ni**a said it
[02:48.79]Your pockets that's where I'm sending
[02:50.32]K go
[02:50.89]And for sure
[02:51.43]You've got yours
[02:52.53]I've got mine's and we're balling
[02:55.09]So call up everybody
[02:57.48]Let's pitch in ona party for sure
[03:00.41]You've got yours
[03:01.50]I've got mine's and we're balling
[03:04.21]So call up everybody
[03:06.49]Let's pitch in ona party for sure
[03:09.50]You've got yours
[03:10.57]I've got mine's and we're balling
[03:13.22]So call up everybody
[03:15.52]Let's pitch in ona party for sure
[03:18.41]You've got yours
[03:19.53]I've got mine's and we're balling
[03:22.24]So call up everybody
[03:24.50]Let's pitch in ona party for sure

作曲 : DJ Quik
Pitch In OnA Party - DJ Quik
Written by：Blake David Marvin
Momma
I know you said that you wanted a record you could listen to
With no cussing and sh*t
I tried
But I still gotta do this
Yo
Jingle jingle
We've go the lingo
With so much heat it's hard for us to pick the first single
It don't matter cuz I'm underground anyway
Rich balling b**ch call and fly any day
You dirty niggas y'all too whack to dance
Y'all need to ease up off that now before y'all splint y'all pants
And leave that up to my niggas young fly niggas
Getting down you and I niggas don't try niggas
I changed my mind I don't want your b**ch
Cuz sorry a** women just don't get rich
You could keep her
I'd rather have a fifi bag because it's cheaper
You can't come up for NL
I gets deeper
And my hold is so cold it's a sleeper
So pass the reafer
And to you false balling niggas just grab your crotches
But if you paid ni**a pat your pockets
And for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're balling
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in ona party for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're balling
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in ona party for sure
Alright
Somebody play the potato
Let's take a ballad
On who gonna invite the hoes that make the party valid
Cuz we don't need a whole crib full of dudes again
And here come the police with them big black boots again
Kicking niggas out
Hand cuffing and stuffing they banging jacky chicken in they mouth
And time to shine pitching a fit
Cuz somebody rolled her bud in a heeny blunt and won't pass the sh*t
Who keeps turning the lights on
Why the music keep skipping
And why these dirty khaki niggas tripping
I don't know I'm quik and I'm still delighted
500 dollars worth of white star
About to hide it
Cuz y'all ain't drinking mine up
You better drink that anj and palmason and the rest of that wine up
You party haters need to stop it
I think we really about to pat your pockets
And for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're balling
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in ona party for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're balling
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in ona party for sure
Hey baby
My girlfriend left me today
So which one of you old ragedy a** b**ches wanna come in here and play
That's what my homie told and try to cop the cancun
Then I caught him in there hunching in my downstairs bathroom
And in the kitchen and up in there on the dancefloor
By the big screen TV where your pants go
Some of you niggas I swear
I try to throw y'all a ragedy a** party
And y'all don't even care
Cigarette burns in my plush
Empty beer bottles in the brush
And my b**ch acting like a lush
Boy what else could go wrong
Somebody kick the extension cord out
Move
Y'all gotta be some of the clumsiest muthaf**kas
To the sounds now some
Y'all done f**ked up
Get out get on
Speed up ni**a
Get up take your w**d on
Ya ni**a the drunk ni**a said it
Your pockets that's where I'm sending
K go
And for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're balling
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in ona party for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're balling
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in ona party for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're balling
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in ona party for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're balling
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in ona party for sure