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everybody's VIP,
You can wear your hat, dance in your bare feet,
No credit card, no roll of cash, just BYOB

Woah oh oh, chillin' on a back porch
Little
the Martel to add to the fun, meet me at suite room 151
BYOB, we about to kick it off
Remember that party last year in the loft?
This'll be better 'coz we
To get the Martel to add to the fun, meet me at suite room 151
BYOB, we about to kick it off
Remember that party last year in the loft?
This'll be
a beer
And get on up in the truck
It's going down tonight
It's all on me
It's B-Y-O-B, and I've got all we need
Yeah boy I'm bout to show me a city
I B.Y.O.B
I bang y'all on beats, and I bet your backyard obese, bitch
Better believe I'm bombastic, bro know that my ball that big
Y'all fabric,
promises broken friends 
Uh shoes, clothes, everything brand names
Start em on fire 
Ya lite um up 
BYOB everybody bring a cup Yup 
We gonna dance only
Hook:
We Could marinate, get nice and and stack riches
(But it's B.Y.O.B.) Bring your own bud, brew, and bitches
Ain't no set trippin', actin' ill
I'ma chain smoker
No discrimination my nigga, if you broke
But they still ain't attributed to good smoke
B.Y.O.B, bring ya own bud
Contribute
ghetto
And let 'em know, B.Y.O.B. from the get go
[*ahem*] I'd like to propose a toast
To the grossest host, Space Ho's Coast to Coast
That destructo
the kind of night when they raise the lights
The drinking don't stop it just moves outside
B-Y-O-B, bring your own bullshit
I'll stay indoors I learned

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