Lyrics:
Pussy nigga (Who the hell is Carlo?)
Who the fuck I gotta' call to
Get this Draco in the party?
Who the fuck I gotta' call to get
Your bitch up off my
shining
House party
It's what it's about
Dodging in the supermarkets like pac man not funny
Who runs the show I dunno some fat cat on the telly
Some mother
cheese, cheese, cheese
Now everybody just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
Now DJ bring the music please
[Too $hort]
I'm the life of the party
It don
the C-P-T, Young G with heart, too
Oh we still party, but now it's part II and
I don't want to party wit' you, hell naw
'Cause bitch you scary
You 20
hit the ground (uh)
When I spit, I mean it, man, I don't play around
Really going places, you can tell by my sound
I spend most of my time tryna write
If police have tried to kill me, man, don't you act too surprised
There's a reason throughout history, legends suddenly die
Spilled my root beer on my
In root to the basement, while Ant drives the vessel
All apologies to those insulted
By the repulsive vultures that fly loose when I'm seduced by
like
Alright, work hard play hard, don't need no sponsor
Life of the party girl, you're sweet like sugar
Put the s in sexy girl, me love that figure
She don’t give a fuck
Told her leave her man at the crib she know what’s up
Come to my party
We can live it up
Girls in the party cuz they just want
booty wiggle
Fresh drink by the pool, I got deep-spirited roots
No matter what you do, you can have your cake and eat it too
Several of the ladies are in
Draggin’ all them bags
Verse 1 (Carlos Charm):
Shit I been hungry for real
I’m really fasting no solid food
Water, a somber mood, and solitude
A solid
Ay, nigga pass me the blunt
(Go get the fuck outta here, oh shit)
Ay, pass this over here man, so we can just ciph you know what I'm sayin'?
Ciph,
and a hatchet
What's that? Some ill shit kid you can't match it
Don't even try to meet it cause you can't fucking catch it
(Aww fuck!) Baby you're shit outta
(ho)
It smells like a party ya'll
[Rufus Blaq Talkin]
Ay man don't give him that bottle man
Yo give me that bottle man
You too young to drink man
(God and man) don't believe in modern love
(Modern love) walks beside me
(Modern love) walks on by
(Modern love) gets me to the church on time
with my gang it's a party
And it might get crazy whoa
Got the crazy flow
I'm not lazy no
I'm the real Carlo
I'm cold like the snow
So pass the puck
I'm
la, la, la, la, (hey)
Uh huh uh huh
La, la, la, la, la, (ho)
It smells like a party ya'll
[Rap: (Rufus Blaq)
Hey man don't give him that bottle man
(God and man) don't believe in modern love
(Modern love) walks beside me
(Modern love) walks on by
(Modern love) gets me to the church on time
Rebel yell and the Cherokee
Say what you want about the life I'm livin'
Don't give a damn what you think about me
I got roots down in Alabama
I got
the root I want the whole damn tree
Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G...
Since way back I've been
don’t fall far from the tree when the roots don’t get rinsed
See how most black Amerikkkans still not woke
Religion put our minds in a yoke
Christianity
the enemy from killing us
But I don't know
I'm no mortal man
Maybe I'm just another nigga
Shit and that's all I wrote
I was gonna call it "Another Nigga"
square roots
Never went out to Hoop, I'm a Brown Recluse
Til' I wiggled and got loose, then I hit the town wit' Duce
Back when we was goin' to parties
They say it's the root of evil I'm just
Tryna get it for my people I been
Unafraid of death
I bet my family travel like I paid the ref
For all my
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