Lyrics:
motherfuckin' Oscar
Answers first, questions later
Why so many questions, hater?
Spend your fucking day to day drinking fucking Hatorade
Waste away, sat inside
Listen up, y'all 'cause this is it
Forget that old dance an' throw that D
Let's dance, let's dance
Let's dance, let's dance
There's a brand new
and Coalition saying this is 520
Let's party and have a motherfucking party
Let's party in the summertime, let's party all night
I love it, I love it, let's
the end
If we party till our colors blend
Party till Saddam's your friend
Never drop a bomb again
All right
We can break the chains
If we party
up the bass and pop the junk
This party's gonna bump
Keep bopping buddy, oh
Let's have some fun, with the funk
Turn up the bass and pop the junk
and let yo' G homey get in
Glocs of Velveeta, yep I'm off the meter
Ride by and see ya with my hands on a heater
Wanna be like the O but you act like
Whatever fuckin' reason would they want to wet me up?
And get me up out the bitch wit' da heat
And a party wit' a gang of off-brands and a freak (where you
We've been wronged by Mrs Justice
When all you have shown us was injustice against just us! Well, not just us but it seems like it is just Us
Because it's
party getting lit with all my friends and the Driver Stu
The Ubers so packed I ain't have a seat
Guess I gotta try to mash up between Mark and Steve
Now
It started with two hands
Laid in the bed
Surrounded by all the newsstands
Listened to Em, I was the new Stan
Didn't realize to be guided I'd have
was doin' was cool, but it ain't Ralph though
Might have gave me head in the pool, that ain't your mouth though
Might have caught you clappin' every
y'all
So come on let's have a ball
'Cause we want to rock you all
Best keep it short so just rock
We'll break off one at a time
For an individual rhyme
to move on from you
The audience has told me so
And so I have to let you go
I have to let you go
And they don't make brands at WalMart
No sir, Walmart
like we really don't care
It's a Private Party
[Cuban Link]
Everybody put y'all hands up, stand up, let me see y'all amped up,
it's a party mami,
guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
know
Before we have to go
We know how to have a good time
And maybe It'll all be fine
And there ain't no other way
Because it's a brand new day
They
No more parties in LA
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
No more parties in LA
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
No more (Los Angeles)
good times and your laughter too
We gon' celebrate your party with you, come on now
Celebration
Let's all celebrate and have a good time
three Glocks
Wass Gang ran his ass down by the sea walk
My trap house running like Yung Lava
Don't let me get the drop
And send them Wassas
Anchor on your
You can rock it, you can suck it
You can even put on your brand new jacket
Because I'm the man who can put you in the musical brackets
Party
(What's up?)
How ya doin' today? (Just great Shags!)
That's great, now let's give a hand
To Mickey Clark and the Gangsta Fun Band!
We'll be right
I'm a rude boy
Somebody go tell Rihanna to call me
I wanna turn up & then have a party
To the Ozarks but I am not Marty
Ask me if I wanna hang I say
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
I know the campaign will have been pretty intense
Parties joining forces; several secretaries brought together so that adding up, their manifestos
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