Lyrics:
while jamming to this frightening mix
So I give it a try, won't let this chance pass me by
Though when I get there, I feel like I might die, 'cause they
and trouble
Singin' 'bout that sweet ole by and by.
We'll all have lots of money
That we won't have to spend;
You'll be given everything
When
Bluetooth speakers
Walking through the streets
Selling my mixtape
We made all the beats
Bring it to your house party
Play it on repeat play it
scooped
She hit my phone said she's ready to be scooped
I'll have you home, home by two
I do my own thang
We popping champagne
It can get crazy on the yacht
Snap ya fangers. Do ya step
You can do it all by yourself
When you're by yourself are you still uptight?
You gone spend all night in the corner
Man sometimes man, it's hard to have the energy
It's hard to build it up,
So where do you when you're trying to get that 'lil funk in you
Where do
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled (word)
Get your ass up, and let's get ill
That's right, y'all, we more than rough, we callin'
thing you could do that would make me mad
Is take away my pen and my hip-hop pad
Take that away, I have nothing left
So let it go free or sentence me
told a soul
That I really wanted to be loved by a boy
You took my hand said let's leave this land
Study French drink wine, explore what's more in
step this way
You're gettin PLAYED out of position
So let me give you a little style
Check it out
Everytime KRS-One steps in the jam
The party
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
dance and let go of all our worries
Say goodbye to the things that make us sad
I'm so blessed to be by your side, your side, your side
Seen you
[E-40] Charlie Hust`, Busta Bust`, let`s do it
[Busta]
Hehehehe, Flipmode, Sic-Wid-It
You know what`s best for you, you better get widdit
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers
Wonder Woman armed Ghost is intelligent
Made thirty offa Def Jam I was killing 'em
Did cash
and a bar
You'll soon forget the person you really are
You're gonna be a star, a big star
Party where the stars have their fun
The Candy Store or Pips
real
Soul back to the game
John Legend on the backgrounds by the way
Let's go
From what I hear Kanye is
Killing the game very bad
My girl rocking
Cups
Off da Candy red faygo Backwoods and we clutch We Clucth
Seen Some hoes at da Station
Baby tell em turn up Tell em Bae
We Bouta have a lil party
and a chain
But it don't make sense if you don't have no pennies to save (Get it?)
You don't have to be sorry
No reservations, crashin' your party
Circle back
heard you like the wild ones
Ooh
I like crazy, foolish, stupid
Party going wild, fist pumping
Music, I might lose it
Blast to the roof, that's how
the monkey from off my back
15 cents minus 5 is a dime
Sexy young ladies, let's intertwine
Greg N-i-c-e ran it down the line-line
[ VERSE 2: Preacher
might stop by and let that lil' bitch lush
I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus
Lil' nigga, you know what it was
You know what it is, you know
I think of the days when I was so young on my plight
Party and bullshit and play
Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights
Wanted
my camo shorts man I only have like 4 dollars and I don't get paid till a week from tomorrow
Tank on E but I'ma hit this party though
Living for
moving finicky
Backwoods by the dozen
I been rolling like a centipede
Bought her jewels from Tiffany
Shoes from Italy
Heard you creeping with some
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