Lyrics:
...Now if this records is being played a a club, disco, lounge, house
basement, or block party, car stereo, stoop, or at any other social
gathering, we
in the party
Big glizzy on me
Bitch i'm going buck
Just copped an oz
Bitch we smoking by the pound
Pull up we put you in the ground
Glizzy long fill
Fuck with me
Baby would you fuck with me? Fuck with me
Fuck with me fuck with me, ohhhh
Fuck with me
Ready or not baby, here I come
Sorry I didn't get
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
every death, there comes a rebirth/
(Chorus)
When I leave this life, a life leaves me/
We'll still be friends, yeah, we'll always be/
Born an MC,
Tell me what you wanna do
When I'm pulling up on you
I got hella bottles too
We can get drunk and party oh
I got too many bad intentions
Tell me girl
You can't see it in my face
Wear a smile don't hide
But i show my own pride
I party to live life
I'm here for the ride
Got my girl by my side yeah
Gotta
Spent month's tryna find my sound
Bands go then they come back round
We party like we tryna get down
You can still joke and laugh without looking like
Workin' on my second cold one, bar band's blastin' out an old one
Got me ready to rock, baby, how about you? (Uh huh)
I can tell by the way you're
so horny
So we gon' keep on turnin' up till like six in the morning, ayy
And if I want it, then I'm finna throw some bands on it
Real nigga, if I said
party till the sun come up
If you gotta problem please run up
This ambition inside of me it can get ugly
Used to go sleep on a empty tummy
Rocky
We fuck then never respond
We car deep with the chrome (Deep with the chrome)
We taking souls
We party till they close
Any one here for the smoke
Fuck
Everybody make noise, get rowdy rowdy
Throw elbows if it's overcrowded
Lean back, Tha Liks 'bout to do our thang
If we don't come back we goin' out with
water, splish splash
We on the hunt for some tens
Get in baby bring your friends
Everything on me designer brands
Drop the top cause I be throwin' bands
you just let me be?
(We used to be friends some time ago)
You can see by my eyes that the LSD is taking over
We out here
Living in glee
When the spliff
palms and that clip right by my thumb
If a nigga wanna plex boy get ready here I come
Hollow tips they'll burn ya chest you gone need more than tums
Like
straps in We makin' guap, yeah, we makin' them rubber bands
These niggas lame in the bitch, they can't be the Klan With that nigga, he talkin', we come
What's with the attitude and,
She said its alright
So whats the altitude
I said its out of sight
Without a band an
We dance we party all night
I’m on the road
Talkin’ bands I’mma get that
You know how it goes
Brody told me if I focus on the money we gon’ blow
He said never chase a bitch
Homie I
I know she made her mind up
But she act like she don’t know
Wanna party hard
Leave the city looking like a wasteland
It’s 1 in the morning but we
They'll do anything for bands (for bands)
I just make this music bitch you know this shit from land (this shit from land)
You ain't never help me
can you come out and play?
La La La Land. One woman band. Sand on her feet. Sweet treat.
Fascination, imagination, calculating fantasy. Messy sheets,
fuckin' rich
Made a hundred bands a day, we make it flip type shit
Brand new K it's a new Drac', it pack and kick type shit
Tell em ghetto angels
Tell em
shit
I'm straight from the slums you don't know what that is
I bring the molly yeah right in the party
Yo shawty come back to my crib
She told me she
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