Lyrics:
party, who gon' host it
Celebration, yeah we toasting
Call you Casper by the way you ghosting
And you know I goes in
I'm like a gorilla runnin' with
niggaz ride by my Dolo
Get the keys to my car, and I jump in
Hit the Liquor store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for
exchange
Speakin' of life, my nigga Ike, he doin' three of them thangs
All he ever really wanted was to feed his daughter and get her the key to the Range
a good time by snappin your necks, come on
[Chorus 2: Ghostface Killah (Rare Earth sample)]
(I just want to celebrate) Like my baby's first steps you
I’m bout three drinks in, startin’ to grin. Feeling a buzz, let the party begin.
Someone bring me the microphone.
Jammin like a rock star, I’m up
the key to the piece
Verse 1
Yeah you the key to the piece
Know I miss the days we would cuddle in the sheets
Looking in your eyes we dont even need
It's a party and we do it nightly
Even when we got to work, make it in by three
Every time I'm in the club I don't need ID
Tell the bouncer change shifts
driving on me
Not PG for baby mamas & kids
Bust from the top swallow the 3
Splash yeah I player low key (Play her low key)
Ugh but I move on from the key
you
Yeah, I'm praying for love and I'm praying for peace
And I'm praying You give me Your house and the keys
While I pray to do other than me
Imma need
in the rain,
Over Portugal or Spain.
Take her over Rome or Venice too.
Claddagh to the keys, Pretty as you please.
Home forever for the lucky few.
had to mix this beat myself
I had to sing this by myself
But at times I wish there was someone else
I ain't got no friends, so I had to learn these keys
Said I woke up in a party like it's Halloween
Molly talkin' sleepy hallows, am I in a dream
Said I'm trippin I could hardly tell reality
My ego dyin'
a house party ayyo I probably sound corny
I got oatmeal hormones ma, I'm instantly horny
I mean, the way you carry yourself
I mean, if I wasn't you I'd
defeat
Flow so rough you can get it stuck in the teeth
Competition seem high, but I bet I can beat
Though the bar low so Curt roll me up in a key
I was
sliding by
But hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
Cause it feels so good
[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in the hood
and ah, private
parties, things like that, dinners, and … well …
When did you start recording? [spoken words – Moses Asch]
I started recording 1920 ...
me
It's the S to the Y, the L, just drop three keys
As I flee, to the homie L.T.'s, to make the magic
It's those that talk, and those that make shit
fiends come I'm hot like a rock sale
Cocktails, red bean and oxtail
Three phones I'm trying to get a key sold
Weed smoke in the air, no diesel
We grow,
I’m full of myself – natural high
I’m pulling myself
Got my team, we’ve all got fam
Nobody’s stomach’s full by it'self
I hear the talkin’, they
to the shower
Back to the sink, back to the bed
It's 3: 45, now I'm gettin' some head
I get cold, I get goosebumps
And I head out the door
That's similar to her
Look at me funny, I'm cracking your plates
Look at me bummy, still, drop me an 8
Keys to the 'Rari might cop me a wraith
He want a dap at the party, no
she wants or is it my fame
Girlies and groupies and parties all night
Is the life that can lead you to a N.E. heartbreak
From city to city our friends
lost her backstage pass and the room key
Then got stopped by hotel security
And I spent the whole night lonely
And it was a hotel heartbreak
'cause my name maintain
The cocaine weight rawest nigga on tape
CDs we bump by the key
Plus the LP
Is guaranteed lactose free
Ay yo we
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