Party

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TrDee - Rap

Party

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Duration: 2:29

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[Intro] (Danny G on the beat) Danny be trippin', dawg (Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat) Phew ShittyBoyz in the buildin', y'all know how I'm playin' it They can't fuck with me, never could [Verse] I be fly as hell, used to want to be Jeff Hardy Ice stay dancin', neck lookin' like a party (Ice) I just take her shoppin', I don't ever say I'm sorry (Nope) Oh, she let you fuck too? Welcome to the party [?] be sharp because I'm chillin' in Hawaii I love how you think, I don't love you for your body (Nope) Smokin' Backpack Boyz, blowin' on some Scottie She like, "You don't give a fuck", I'm like, "Yeah, you got mе" What in the hell is the world comin' to? Bitch fuck on your mans thеn come and try to fuck with you Talkin' 'bout you're self-content, nah, you a prostitute I ain't trippin' over else, I hurdle every obstacle (I did) I ain't blow yet because these niggas tryna gatekeep But when I do, I swear to God they gon' hate me No, I'm not a killer but'll blow you like an eight feet Do your lil' dance, swear to God you so sexy (Damn) You can leave me, baby, but I swear I'm one of none I be talkin' shit like I forgot to brush my tongue (Shit) Got a couple sticks on me like I play the drum Got to thinkin' 'bout some shit, I wasn't tryna come I don't even care, you must ain't hear it's fuckin' Friday Take one of mines, I might just shoot your ass in broad day No cap, I used to get head in the hallway Roadrunner, I been out gettin' to it all day Bitch, stop playin', come and party with a real nigga Been cut her off 'cause I couldn't even deal with her Broke-ass nigga, why you tryna split the bill with her? Got my bitch a Glock, now I be out here in the field with her Slow the beat down, you can't fold like the gang do Gotta make that money but don't let that money change you I forgot that I was mad, I think that's what the brain do You still hold me, now she don't, I'm guessin' that's what fame do I ain't do the buffs today, my shades are Versace Spray it like some pepper spray, don't make me up the Glocky I'm just tryna make it to the top, feel like Rocky All you do is dick suck, like get another hobby She is not loyal, you should get another girlfriend If you ain't tryna fuck, you should let them know beforehand Don't even call me if it's not nothin' important Live your life because you never know, it might be shortened Niggas see you ballin' and they hit you with the drug test How the fuck you horny and you broke? You can't afford sex I can teach a young nigga somethin' like the Lord Rex Only thing I worry about is how to get some more racks You still worried about if your bitch out here fuckin' But if you gotta worry 'bout it, she is really [?] Haters wanna see me out the group, David Ruffin Breakfast in bed, she ate me like a McMuffin You are not welcome to the party, you a lame bro Take it as a lesson 'cause that's really how the game go Niggas clout chasers, I ain't never want the fame, though Got a new chain on my neck, I feel like Django (Ice)

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  • TrDee