Lyrics:
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
clubbing
I just roll my weed we watch anime and get money
She dress up for me we make movies i'm on production
I want a cosplay chick, I want a cosplay
It's all good, it's all good, yeah
This loyalty's a new wave
Can't respect a nigga movin' two-face
Had to cut my chick off, it's a new day
And it's
a little water, fire up a little dank
Roll a blunt light it up
And imma pour a glass
You get high and I get drunk
And then I meet yo' ass
Somewhere in
Hey, homeys!
Who me?
Yeah, that's right. You the fly hustler.
Ya'll still sellin' that fake Louie, huh?
Hey! Don't be turnin' the high side up in
a couple dollars, just to shut up her holla
Got a project chick, that plays her part
And if it goes down y'all that's my heart
Baby girl so thorough she
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
2-1-5)
We settin it from Southside, pushin this up North
From Illadelphian reps, to fly points across the map
Bring it back to Respond/React
Then bring it
my ass an cudi..
Whoa.
Fly by the day
I'm praying that I make it through the night
Steady dishin all the bullshit out the way
Just to get up and go
she tryna jerk me
Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake (shake, shake)
Woah, make the ground move, that's an ass quake
Built a house up
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way...
it real loud if you fly
If you leave me, you're out of your mind
My baby is a (ten)
We dressing to the (nine)
He pick me up, we (eight)
Make me
throw tantrums on the floor
Gotta toss a couple dollars, just to shut up her holla
Got a project chick, that plays her part
And if it goes down
talking bout No Doubt
I can't think of shit to do
My brain is on a fucking drought
If you're in my yard
You get splat by my sawed off
Talking bout it's just
whoever tore you up
Flood up the whole block with paramedics and coroners
I can roll up all by myself and make a street close
Yo you could be twenty deep
white
See I'm hifey like keep the sneak
Please don't creep by me, don't try me
I be on freak, geeked off that brain I receive
All this fly shit, I
move, that's an ass'quake
Built a house up on that ass, that's an ass'state
Roll my weed on it, that's an ass'tray
Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this
move, that's an ass'quake
Built a house up on that ass, that's an ass'state
Roll my weed on it, that's an ass'tray
Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this
move, that's an ass'quake
Built a house up on that ass, that's an ass'state
Roll my weed on it, that's an ass'tray
Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this
ain't get his gwop
He told me meet him by the bridge, I get there in a hurry
Got me worried and it's probably just a minor mix up
He said: "Nah Los,
meet me in the bathroom, hold up, better yet my bedroom
I call that my VIP, fuck a bad bitch get some head room
If I score her and her girlfriend, I'm
it chopped
Tell me what you need, you know I get 'em by the flock
I call my homie Black, meet me on the Ave
I hit Wash' Heights with the money in
it chopped
Tell me what you need, you know I get 'em by the flock
I call my homie Black, meet me on the Ave
I hit Wash' Heights with the money in
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