partynextdoor

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Yurms - Rap

partynextdoor

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Duration: 2:45

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[Intro] Okay, let's go Come on [Chorus] Turn around, face down, ass out All night, drinkin', black out I've been thinkin' too much No sleep, wake up, cash out Type of money that could put your name on a blimp Type of money make ya friends think I'm pimpin' Hit it from the back, make her legs go limp Baby, tell me what you thinkin' [Post-Chorus] Uh-huh, money gets bigger than a bouncer It's a party next door, roll up, still smell like an ounce For real, fuck it, I smell like a pound I went from nothing, broke, I was on my own, counting up a big amount I'm out in MIA going MIA, I ain't never coming down I had to find a way how to get paid, now my neck and wrist drowned Told me it's my time, I get tired, I had to keep my head down I got them racks now, I can't [?] never crash out [Verse] I can't be mad at you I like your face, I like your waist, I like your attitude Just walked out Prada with a bag, baby, I'm proud of you Whole time you out here tryna flex, baby, I'm proud of you Whole time you out here tryna flex, I'm tryna get close to you Tell me you love me, beat it up like I'm supposed to do I'm not like anybody else and what they always do Don't make me pull up to your crib, baby, I'm calling you I thought you knew about me, bitch [Chorus] Turn around, face down, ass out All night, drinkin', black out I've been thinkin' too much No sleep, wake up, cash out Type of money that could put your name on a blimp Type of money make ya friends think I'm pimpin' Hit it from the back, make her legs go limp Baby, tell me what you thinkin' [Post-Chorus] Uh-huh, money gets bigger than a bouncer It's a party next door, roll up, still smell like an ounce For real, fuck it, I smell like a pound I went from nothing, broke, I was on my own, counting up a big amount I'm out in MIA going MIA, I ain't never coming down I had to find a way how to get paid, now my neck and wrist drowned Told me it's my time, I get tired, I had to keep my head down I got them racks now, I can't [?] never crash out

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