Lyrics:
(Translation)
So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick
Two pills I pop, 'til my
a party
I don't, Yes, so beautiful, this is not
A funeral if it was, it would be
My funeral wich mean dancing, drinking
I don't give a s it you have work
to break necks
On a island, we party straight off the private jet
'Cause I got blue strips, I just make checks
I don't want lil' shorty if it ain't great
throws a Eastside party like we do
Nobody, no one does it better
Now do the gangstas run this motherfucka? Hell yeah
Or do the ladies run this
MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck on the dick, now the bitch
Oh yeah.
As me and the boys will keep on playin' this same old anthem song.
I should a stayed in college, another town dead and gone.
(cries)
This ain't for fuckers
Nothing ever can stop us
Me and boys yeah we wilding
All we do is being savage
Bitches wanna suck some sausage yeah
I used to live
the boys so we can make some noise
I'm (smoked out) and clean cut
We gone swerve the block turn it up a notch
Before we go up in this mad house
Cause ready
You don't know my grind
You don't know my life
You don't know the effort I put into this
You don't know nothing 'bout this
I swear y'all some broke boys
Leave a nigga with a headshot
He crying out to his mama
Nigga's know me I go outside
They call me by Flexx Balla
Bow, bow, bow, bow
Pussy boy talking that
givin' it up y'all, I'm sorry
(But Eminem this is your record release party)
I'm bored out of my gourd
So I took a hammer and nailed my foot
Party poopers running up the block
Party poopers want us to stop
But this party never ends
Cuz after tonight
We'll be at it again
Party poopers
thing sucks, sucks
Now I don't give a fuck, fuck
(Haha)
I got drunk at a party
May or may not have gotten wasted away while riding
My motorcycle down
well then good luck boy
Cuz she'll never have you back cuz it sucks to suck boy
And you say I'm a boy, yeah well maybe I am
If I was once your boy then
he makes the party Boing, Boing
Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
[Mr. Tibbs]
I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature
'cause even
Drip like it you suck it (Boy)
Drip Drip like you suck it
If this dreams keeps coming
I'll just Carry on
If don't
I'll be choosing like im
the back of the party
Bring ya back get a taste
Bad boy and I party like a rockstar (rockstar)
He say I suck it good like a porn star (pornstar)
He say
you (I ain't sorry)
Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cup (Sorry, I ain't sorry)
I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up
Suck on my balls, pause
outta control
Two for my chicks I like the way you movin' it
It's a whole trip to get that whole party lit
When you come to this light
Boy be doin' it
hella ones in our party
It's a hundred guns in our party, boy don't fuck around and get bodied
Off that alcohol and molly, dont forget that broccoli
Got
the neck of the freaking exorcist
Bitch, I said that this mask ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't
It was on the earth they were daring to this
(Hell yeah!)
And all of them were written by Lorne
(Lorne Michaels)
So tonight we're sucking our own
a good track but you lyrics sucks come to the party dutch With the gift of the gab and the minus touch
Hook
Hit the party feeling right. This beat is hart
call her one of my rolie rolies
Foolest girl is always down
When the party start the rollin
Freak bitch eat bitch
Everybody need this
Let her suck yo
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