Lyrics:
Money counter go beep
No chains on bitch I'm Mr. T
Like Dumbledore
Where is Harry P
Ay, im going Harry Fraud
I need some beats
Gotta on the counter
Getting money never broke again
Had to get me a loaf of bread
Got some bad ones and they over tens
Had a fun night would do it all over again
Getting
let's ride
Grab somebody hold them tight
We ́re gonna dance for all the night (Oh Hey)
Join the party have some fun
We ́re gonna dance until the sun comes
to waste my high on you
I just wish it felt like last night every night
Some things last forever
I'm temporary in Fahrenheit
Tell me all your secrets
I'll
Jack for the fun
She got Arthur on the table with Johnny riding as shotgun
Chatted some more, one more drink at the bar
Then put Van on the jukebox,
school soon
Blurp decides to think about the stuff he learnt last term
The science class where students made a Moshi-sea sponge firm
By mixing in some
caught me by surprise there
Who would have known
We're looking for the same type
Of fun to fill up our lives
More than a lover, will you be mine
A friend
a hun in the safe
My cuz on da run from the jake
My son he got 1 on the waaaaay
I'm tryna put a hun the safe
I took some L's but i'm numb to the pain
I
it's not on me it's in me
Yea
Many drunk nights round the O
Pull up to the store
If you want you some Za
Baby nah chill just wait in the car
Forty
Yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah
Broke up with my girl last night, so I went to the club (so I went to the club)
Put on a fresh white suit and the Mini
Last night me and my woman, we got high together
It's Friday Night
Taking our time
It's Friday night
Doing the grown
Getting it on
You touched my
dumb (Get high)
You got plenty heard you friendly I'm tryna get me some (Speed that)
It's a party don't be tardy the fun has just begun (Leggo)
on the dance floor
guys stop to watch the x-rated dance
some (ASHAMED BY THE STANCE) in (THEIR) pants
your heart stops, mouth drops, pulse is weak
pant like
how about some P-Funk
P-Funk
Geez, that sounds painful
You know, I think I knew a guy back in the Army that had P-Funk one time
He went back
the fat brown bags of the good shit
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though
Dope fiends smokin' the shit by the corner store
Broke as fuck kinda
brown bags of the good shit
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though
Dope fiends smokin the shit by the corner store
Broke as fuck kinda bummy with
just so you can get to running, yeah
You wishing for time but always forget the fun in it
Running all your life from the monster in the mirror
Just
fun, just for fun, babe.
I'll dance your dance
I'll daydream your laugh
A playable hand
Nothing serious
Grin by the gate and then
Remind me your name
[Verse 2:]
We in the V.I.P. and everybody twisted baby drop it
low like a go go vixen lookin 4 my crew cause some of us missin'
Well money talk 4 me well
To play a lovegame, a lovegame
Hold me and lcve me
Just wanna you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough for
My heart to quit it
Let's have some fun
chill
So she puts her back up on a pillow, uh huh
Two minutes later I'm bailin' out the hos-pital
On my way to the liquor store
First thing I grab is some
Lately I got 10 g's let's go have some fun and kill
That's that fire that makes them dope fiends tweek
And when you run out don't hesitate to beak
You
Vegas, leave crowds in amazement
And anything I do with my crew is outrageous
Bottle service, straight V.I.P.
With my nigga Rockadile, everything is for
We had the greatest time
At Frank Sinatra's party
We drank expensive wine
Then watched the night roll by
I saw a showgirl dance
With Sammy
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