Lyrics:
I can pull up in a big truck
Pull up in a ‘Rari
I dream big I ain’t gotta say sorry
Welcome to my dream it’s a Lifestyle Party
Welcome to my dream
as taboo, like shawty
Room full of women and they all up on me
Maybe it's the fact that we don't rap
Like we on crack, runnin' tracks like I'm Hardly forty
I
that exists up under you and over me, woo! (facts)
So reconciliation, or conciliation, requires defrauded parties to be made whole
Not just
to get up into and we found it
If you had a problem with a nigga we was down with
We rolled by your set and shot your whole click down, bitch
Niggas
full of hate, yeah[00:26.69]I take a blunt to the face, ooh[00:28.50]Gettin' money, gettin' paid, yeah[00:30.27]Tatts all up on my face,
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
rockin them parties. (I.P.P.)
[Verse 2: Sonny B]
It's the weekend. Freshed Up and Dressed Up
Calvin Klein button up, with my people drink up
City lights
got your guard’s up
Baby what’s up
Don’t worry cuz
A good time we’ll have
Drop those insecurities
And party with me
Let’s go full throttle
C’mon let’s
the C-L-I-C
Stuck up in the house, party top celebrity
Burpin' and gurpin', gelchin' the bourbon, lurkin' around
I'm seein' all kinda broads, from outta town
Feel the love from the world
We are one
Go Go Go Go show what you’ve got
Go Go Go Go leveling up
Oh Oh
Oh Oh
Go Go Go Go full of friendship
Go Go Go Go
biz!)
Why don't you just chill bah bah, road hog, kang-ka-dang
[kid capri]
Party time people, ain't nuttin movin but your feet
Gotta get up on out your
a referee, bitch, I'm official - Whistle
Outsiders come around my section of the city
Body full of black ink, Hoss tatted by my titty
You can see that MB shit,
seventeen ward block
Yes I issue more shit for you to cop, then store it by the docks
Hide the fun if you can't afford cops
So ain't no tellin where your
Fuck up no one, no one gives a fuck who!
Take 'em down, aboard that Ben yeah
Straight to the ocean crew
One by one, one on four
Take all cause I
Say K, are we gon' lay up back?
Kick this bitch raw, you heard me
Like some of that ol' [Incomprehensible] shit
Microphone check, check, check one
need a psych ward[00:43.47]First hit wasn't ten, but never bought a pair of Tom Fords[00:46.19]She just wanna fuck I put it in, I'm going full
immortals turn slowly to dust
Psycho NIP, mad scientist, I'll crush up them bones
Cuz I'll catch you, I'll keep you, I'll kill you in the Psych
Ward
up
Chance is here then gone on by like yesterday
Let's run away this century love
Girl let's get out of town
I got a pocket full of money, to get us
on the block G watch for the block or whatever
And cut no cut more guns more guts fuck boy you fucked up twice you fucked considerin' you drownin'
Die in
You like that, I can tell I broke the ice by you grinning
(Hahaha)
You should come to this party
I’m bobbing wit, my team, we tryna turn the scene up
the scoop loops full circle
The school wants me outta there I'm too controversial
Better keep me off record, I'm setting records
Telling truth, by any means
Inteo:
Stand up,
cnd make some noise.
For your,
Miamiiii Heeeeat!
(Miami Heat Pc cnnouncer)
Bridge:
Party people!
Yeah-yeah! ("Miami
The party won't die
We're still alive
We all got front row seats to watch the world burn
Yeah not gonna lie
I watch the time fly by
But the party
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