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If I call three times a day
Come and drive my blues away
When you come, be ready to play
Do your duty
If you want to have some love
Give your
a Harley
Like a Kawasaki
Shawty taste like wasabi
I'ma eat it like Hibachi
Baby know to call me daddy
Darling stand by me
Darling are you ridin'
Shawty you
sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold shit
But why they still riding to your old shit?
Party by
[Intro]
[Answering Machine]
Monday, ten fifty-three A.M.
[Voice on phone]
JD, it's me, Bree
Call me, babe
Havin' all them parties, us cats down here
the same
'Cause I'm the life of the party, baby
I hope you feel the same way about yourself, bitch
It's been months, it's been too long, long
Baby, you know
Fuck what you're doing now, quit
Doing that right now, baby I
Got better things for you
Lemon Drop Paul Wall and Baby Bash Fast Life Bryant/Goings/Lewis 2:53
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State
the same
'Cause I'm the life of the party, baby
I hope you feel the same way about yourself, bitch
the tree
I've been as good as I can be
Let's call the gang over
Sounds like a party to me
While the little elves are workin' and the kids are in
the hell let rats in the house?
King of lions, who let these cats run out of the house?
Houston, Texas when I'm on land, I lean back like a couch
I'm not
With The Lights On Lyrics
First class flight is leaving now
Dry your eyes
Baby, I'm way too fly to be around your kind
Life of the party
Every time
We used to be the life of the party
Body to body
Dance the night away
Shoot tequila straight
Obsessed with each other
And down for another
made millions of dollars, but I'm still alone until I come home back to you
I remember all of the times we were parked by your house and laughed all
of soft, in my stash house
If it don't jump the first time, cook it again
Then call the dope man and shorty get you a ten
Then, then call him again
Then
Nigga you young
No one does it better
No one throws a eastside party like we do
Nobody, no one does it better
No one throws a eastside party like we
All right! When we go up in this goddamn house
all I want is the motherfuckin' kids!
As far as pops I don't give a fuck what you do
Bust him in
He calls the mansion not a house but a tomb
He's always choking from the stench and the fume
The wedding party all collapsed in the room
So send
a party in the place
And you´ll be rock it tonight
So bring your body with you baby
And I make you feel right
It´s a pretty celebration
To some freakin
Or we can throw
A house party house party yeah
House party house party
House party yeah
House party house party
House party yeah
I don't
To some freakin
Or we can throw
A house party house party yeah
House party house party
House party yeah
House party house party
House party yeah
I don't
Well the pressure's down, the boss ain't here
He's gone North, for a while
They say that vanity got the best of him
But he sure left here in style
By
(Taurus)
The sun came out (the sun came out)
I went and bought a drop top (yeah)
Party on the block (party on the block)
Lookin' like a car lot
Preach
Call me a clout rapper, call me a trap artist
But what's going on in America is fucked up
Excuse my French, but ever since the French gave us
around, ah baby
People have ya party, don't be late
Its to bounce rock roller-skate, bounce rock roller-skate
While Scotty is beaming LaPookie is
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