Lyrics:
I came up in this party, time to twerk
I came up in this party and I'm turnt
I came up in this party, time to twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk,
ain’t surrounded by money.
And when you broke the kids look at you funny.
Think they told me that the party’s over
Man they told me that the party’s over
I'm pretty sure I've reached my limit cause i threw up and I can barely see
And by now the party's all burnt out and it's looking like time to leave
need a purely, peer to peer version of electronic cash
A solution to double spending and trusted third parties
An ongoing chain of hash
featuring Phiness
Chorus: Phiness
We came here to party join together everybody
Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on)
It's
Who da jiggy mans with the gas pack
I just copped a bag spent a whole rack
Neva leave the post like a hash tag
Do it fo the gram I'm the dopeman
Who
and then some hash fudge as well
Fatty
It was a posh private invite thing
Sting was there and so was Bruce Party from Tribe
He was a lovely guy but I never
Yeah, I'm purple hash wasted
Met this junkie hoe Katrina
Left the party at her man's
She got drunk and stole the Beamer
I looked her in her eyes,
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
by come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
by come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
[GZA]
The echo chamber enhance the flow wit the block party
Keep an MC head spinning like Dark Bacardi
This B.A.C. is 2.3
Now the liver's damaged,
I just hope you can keep up
We smoke by the o that's way more then a dub
I run up the weed I feel like I'm Nick Chubb
Don't go to no parties don't go
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
by come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
as kettle get
Now if you ain't fucking with that, you must be celibate
Spazz, just a little, got a sack we can sizzle
Little hash in the middle, where it
Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
50 by 50 come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
[GZA]
The echo chamber enhance the flow wit the block party
Keep an MC head spinning like Dark Bacardi
This B.A.C. is 2.3
Now the liver's damaged,
faded see kush in my eyes
Lace it with hash it's a litty surprise
I need a freak tat my name on her thighs
Came out the struggle we barley get by
Get out
about your paper route
If its woofers and sub hits, clientele and clout
Party and clubbing, up in the building talking loud
[Chorus]
We gon' act
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
getting cash
Smoking hash and let it ash
Off a dime like Steve Nash
22 by my lower calf, see a hawk
We sqeeze and blast
(Ha ha ha) Fucking laugh
Shady more
What can I say? Another day round the Sun
Moving inch by inch
The millimeters scrubbed
In specific places they still leave a body hung
Fire dry my
Please don't down my mood
I can party by myself
I don't really need you
Im loner by nature
So my homie fuck you
Taking shots
Sauce Wasabi
Wrist cost 2
I falls off into a party in the N.Y.C.
Niggaz lookin' at me strange but they lovin' my chain
Bang bang, same thang, game came when I left 'em
I do
in the club, doing them long wilding
It's the microphone marvelous Marvin Haggler
It's so obvious in the lobby, suavely dressed
Where the party is?
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