Lyrics:
down on you baby 'cause I ain't no rookie
I was put here to party and I was born to boogie
Alright, let it roll
I was born to boogie
Good evening
Hope everyone's doing well
I have a story that I would like to share
Now, this story may seem familiar
But believe me, it is not
So sit
gates,
seeking opiate dreams and the alluring embrace of oblivion...
Know that I have cavorted beneath the horned moon with repellent fiends,
a vegetable
Hot like safari, shop like a Gotti
We walk in and shock everybody
Me and my boys, ya we rock the party
Soon as we start to run everybody say
some hell, celebratin' our senior year
we had a trash bag full of cloths and a suitcase full of beers
We got pulled over by the Alabama state patrol
They think were fools sitting on the corner,
Older you get the more like your father,
The more I drink the more like my brother,
Seem to have
they say.
I can't believe it anyway.
You know best what's really good for you.
All parties promise a brighter future.
Don't let them plant you
Street sweeper, baby
Cocked, ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to the pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I got
All by myself playing on repeat
I put on my high heels and I let it bleed
I pour some wine in my favorite cup
And I don't have to care if I get
smashed your face
Still see my face, I ain't got no cake
They showing fake, let them mask the hate
Still stuck on me like some masking tape
I'm fresh
party
So Teachers
Don't let them in without an absence slip!
Pounding in my head
Caffeine in my veins
Don't contribute to my pain
Thunder in my
It'll lean on your will
Let the juices soak the memories to kill
And we'll drink it by the liter
And nobody smiles, that we laugh so hard
Nobody
I'm comin' from
I don't want your woman if she's acting dumb
She ain't got no money, so how she gonna pay?
If the girl can't have it when they grab
youare in
I am just counting days
Go on let the party begin
I'm gonna blow you away
Go on have your fun
Soon enough it will be you that's shaking
I get
down
And you know we'll be the life of the party
So lets get this started now
The stories we would say when we were young
believing everything would
David Dobrik merch
No, she won't stick her sticky fingers in her purse
And if she don't gimme money I'ma steal from church
'Cause I can't let Tiffany
where have you gone?
it’s been a while since your number popped
up on my phone
my phone
I’m cold to the bone
counting the stars is far less fun when
at
Aye, Where the gangstas at
Party and bullshit
Bo sweetie pie came for that
Order what you want lil' momma
Cause I'm payin' for that
Cups in the air
Let
So put on your dress, darling now
They think I'm covered in diamonds, covered in jewels
Didn't have to pay for my Mary Jane shoes
That I didn't get
'cause without them I wouldn't know how to shit on niggas
I was ballin' in the paint, tryna see the picture
Just let me know what smoke you want, I got
the dimension of the crew SoleSides
it ain't nuttin goin on but a party
Now brothers want to flex but I'm over they heads
I got the funky type of style
Ehsaan hai mujhpe tumara, chuute na yeh saat hamara
[I owe you big time, may we never loose each other]
Now let's start, at the beginning,
before I
see let me tell you what I mean is
I'm so blind by material things
Yeah sometimes I dont see whats in front of me mane
Yeah ya heard right
I hit
One, two, three, four
Hello muddah, hello faddah
Here I am at camp Grenada
Camp is very entertaining
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops
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