Song parody of
Kid N Play
by Brandon Holmes
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Turn a night party to a day party
Turn the day party to a block party
Turn the block party to a house party
It’s going down yea
It’s going down aye
Smoking all the gank it’s like a loud party
Everybody got pajamas like college party
Shawty like Cardi B and she sip Bacardi
It’s going down yea
It’s going down yea
Bow ya heads to the don like a sensei
House party going up like Kid N Play
Waves on waves every day
I got money on the way
I get money underlay
I got bitches on the way
Everything is ok
See a nigga lay and they go cray
I don’t need no foreplay
Get naked you get slayed
Swerving in a new range
All blacked out like Bruce Wayne
Karate kid no liu kang
So what these haters talkin bout
Flyer than a jet pay ya dues and pay respect
When you see B. Holmes and Les you better come correct
Get that check I need that check
Spend that check and get back
Always been about a sack
Always working I can’t lack
Yea
You can feel my energy before you next to me
My brother see a beast he bring it outta me
Tsunami surfing how a nigga ride the beat
All these things I’ve done make momma proud of me
Kid n play I do my dance
Kid n play I do my dance
Groupie bitches got no chance
Check my shoes and check my stance
Check my bros I check my friends
Rubberband them bands
You only get one shot so never miss yo chance
It’s party time we going dumb
I think I’m on one
Middle fingers up
DJ turn this up
Living like a boss
Doing what I want
Run them digits up while we fuck the city up
They can’t sit with us
We fuck the city up
We run them digits up
They can’t get with us
Turn a night party to a day party
Turn the day party to a block party
Turn the block party to a house party
It’s going down yea
It’s going down aye
Smoking all the gank it’s like a loud party
Everybody got pajamas like college party
Shawty like Cardi B and she sip Bacardi
It’s going down yea
It’s going down yea
Shawty popping shit like I don’t wear it out
All she want is food I ain’t gone take her out
Throwing all this money we don’t even count
Smelling weed up on my shirt I ain’t gone air it out
Airbnb we party bring them bitches out
Look like Kid N Play how we tore up the house
I don’t know who name it’s under but they stole the coach
And the cops is coming oh I’m bout to leave the house
You just got here you a young bull who you cussing out
I’m gone whisper in her ear to see what shawty bout
I be ballin’ I ain’t sitting out
Ooh looking like LaMelo how we balling out
I owe you money cause you broke like what you talking bout
Kicked them out the house and they be stalking now
You ain’t got no money you should work it out
I got a house you got the telly we ain’t checking out yea
I’m gone son these niggas like I’m Robin Harris
You can’t get in this party unless you got some cabbage
I need some bitches 10 or better that’s a average
Niggas talk that shit but they don’t want no static
Turn a night party to a day party
Turn the day party to a block party
Turn the block party to a house party
It’s going down yea
It’s going down aye
Smoking all the gank it’s like a loud party
Everybody got pajamas like college party
Shawty like Cardi B and she sip Bacardi
It’s going down yea
It’s going down yea
Turn a night party to a day party
Turn the day party to a block party
Turn the block party to a house party
It’s going down yea
It’s going down aye
Smoking all the gank it’s like a loud party
Everybody got pajamas like college party
Shawty like Cardi B and she sip Bacardi
It’s going down yea
It’s going down yea
Bow ya heads to the don like a sensei
House party going up like Kid N Play
Waves on waves every day
I got money on the way
I get money underlay
I got bitches on the way
Everything is ok
See a nigga lay and they go cray
I don’t need no foreplay
Get naked you get slayed
Swerving in a new range
All blacked out like Bruce Wayne
Karate kid no liu kang
So what these haters talkin bout
Flyer than a jet pay ya dues and pay respect
When you see B. Holmes and Les you better come correct
Get that check I need that check
Spend that check and get back
Always been about a sack
Always working I can’t lack
Yea
You can feel my energy before you next to me
My brother see a beast he bring it outta me
Tsunami surfing how a nigga ride the beat
All these things I’ve done make momma proud of me
Kid n play I do my dance
Kid n play I do my dance
Groupie bitches got no chance
Check my shoes and check my stance
Check my bros I check my friends
Rubberband them bands
You only get one shot so never miss yo chance
It’s party time we going dumb
I think I’m on one
Middle fingers up
DJ turn this up
Living like a boss
Doing what I want
Run them digits up while we fuck the city up
They can’t sit with us
We fuck the city up
We run them digits up
They can’t get with us
Turn a night party to a day party
Turn the day party to a block party
Turn the block party to a house party
It’s going down yea
It’s going down aye
Smoking all the gank it’s like a loud party
Everybody got pajamas like college party
Shawty like Cardi B and she sip Bacardi
It’s going down yea
It’s going down yea
Shawty popping shit like I don’t wear it out
All she want is food I ain’t gone take her out
Throwing all this money we don’t even count
Smelling weed up on my shirt I ain’t gone air it out
Airbnb we party bring them bitches out
Look like Kid N Play how we tore up the house
I don’t know who name it’s under but they stole the coach
And the cops is coming oh I’m bout to leave the house
You just got here you a young bull who you cussing out
I’m gone whisper in her ear to see what shawty bout
I be ballin’ I ain’t sitting out
Ooh looking like LaMelo how we balling out
I owe you money cause you broke like what you talking bout
Kicked them out the house and they be stalking now
You ain’t got no money you should work it out
I got a house you got the telly we ain’t checking out yea
I’m gone son these niggas like I’m Robin Harris
You can’t get in this party unless you got some cabbage
I need some bitches 10 or better that’s a average
Niggas talk that shit but they don’t want no static
Turn a night party to a day party
Turn the day party to a block party
Turn the block party to a house party
It’s going down yea
It’s going down aye
Smoking all the gank it’s like a loud party
Everybody got pajamas like college party
Shawty like Cardi B and she sip Bacardi
It’s going down yea
It’s going down yea