Lyrics:
It was a Christmas party
The kind that you hate
When you're broken-hearted
And you don't have a date
When I suddenly saw her by the tree
Wrapped in
steady
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin'
Lil Momma I love p****, but I ain't lickin'
Now prepare yourself for some new dick'n
You
and finish up
Ain't no quitter, listen up
Party's paused, but it's back on
The very second I wake up
Poppin' pills and eatin' shrooms
Give me molly
Rocking with my manz, I count my bandz, I do my fucking dance
I ain't feeling sunny so I won't give you another chance
I just came to party, bobbing
platinum in here ring the alarm
Cause we droppin bombs
Cause I'm a boss
International flavor we takin off!
CHORUS
So let's get Rowdy
Let's get Rowdy
Mr
me by four)
Vibin to them slow jams all night long (Yeah we vibin)
I just popped a perc it put her in the zone (Yeah yeah yeah)
Never seen a breed like
liquor by the case
From all those bootleggin' friends who make a killin' here in Satan Place
When Mrs Brown had finished talkin' no one dared to make
to party witta beast baby? (Yea)
I don't wear my heart on my sleeve baby (No, no)
To tell you the truth, yeah I've been fienin (Yea)
Wanna see you by my side
Oh my! (Oh my!) Guess who (Guess who?)
Mr. D-O-double R-O-U
To the G-H, do I know you? (Wha?)
Yea get it girl, show 'em how a pro do
Wired
bitch up on my side I might be gettin on her ass or im
gettin on her thighs flag me down dont even try it
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Now you
need for them to get excited
They're just mad because they're not invited
(It's all in Mr. Magic's Wand)
[ Ecstacy ]
Oh see, now I understand what
at all a star was born
And I think he owes it all to his Magic Wand
[ Ecstacy (& Jalil) ]
Now that you heard our rap and you caught a contact
(And by
That bitch wanna pull up right now to the party
I told dat lil bitch you gotta turn up like cardi
That bitch gotta ass tell offset Say pardon me
Step out
like, I just grab one
Party and bullshit, book trips have fun (Come on)
Get paid, get money, get dough (That's right)
Get laid, get honeys, get low
to parties
I guess back then we was real nobodies
But he was my nigga, and I was his bitch
I rolled hard with him, how could I forget him
Had beef with yo
a memory
I'm finished, let me get a lil' more of the Hennessy
That Florida water, going harder, a different breed
Mr. Pill popper, ain't no problem got what
while I'm in the party
Pockets only thing I stretch (ayy)
Mr. Fantastic, new bitches on me go plastic
Fake face every single place I go
I be up in
Stay the fuck out my business you niggas be nosy
I stay with my brother just like Zack and Cody
I trap out the lobby just like Mr. Mosbey
Got
Yeah
You know what I'm saying
You know what I'm saying
This shit crazy, yo
You know, we chillin' though
We got a lil' something for y'all
Huh
It's
the chips
Because I don't like it when you shy
Then if you get busted go on out and get some
I'm gonna be here by and by
Pass them cards for me to shuffle
I think I'm comin' down
It's W-Y T-E, the party animal
And hanging with molly is where I'll be found
Eat molly by da gram, eat molly by da gram
Eat
Ayiii skrrryyyyaahhhh
Ehhh mr soft oh na na
Lil flexx
Nigga with the vibe, girly scatter
Nigga with the groove, every lamba
Nigga with the mood,
by the pack might throw a pair or two
HD body so I sit back and stare at you
Movin' now, movin' now, lil mama movin' now
Bring the ladies to the front
it)
I'm so fly I go by Mr. Kent (Black Superman)
I'm gone get rich or die trying 50 cent (Hustle)
Small town make big plays (Yup)
Don't come around if
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