Party Bus

All you maafuckaa's wanna come and drink, and have fun
But you get that invite and just blow it off
Why don't you come check out this, Party Bus

You know it's Friday night and we gotta get a case
Right after work, yeah you know the place
Right down the street, next to Club G
(It's no longer Club G) yeah you know what I mean
About to walk in and I see this female fox
Damnit she is hot, hoping she's a thot
Walk up to her say hey my name is Dylan
I was kinda wishing I can purr on that kitten
Oh shit, I guess that was a little aggressive
She snarled and left, but I thought it was impressive
Guess it wasn't, oh well. Went into the store
Got my case to the counter But I looked out the door
There she was, so I rushed out, even forgot to pay
I said "Sorry for earlier but what you doing later?
Let's not dwell on the past, let's think about the future."
"Well me and my girlfriends and hanging but we don't like losers"
Said "I get that, respect, but me and the dudes be chill
Got a cooler and a grill, so if you're looking for a night of thrills
You'll be in great hands baby we're Bacardi'd up
Why don't you and your girls come check out our Party Bus"

Pour up a cup - Sort all your fucks
Sure enough you can torch em all up
Leave the drama, at the door
It's alright to be a whore - on the Party Bus
Pour up a cup - Sort all your fucks
Sure enough you can torch em all up
Leave the drama, at the door
It's alright to be a whore - on the Party Bus

Everybody's on the bus, yeah come on in
Allow Charlie's Angels, won't let the devil in (DEVLIN)
She got a mischievous grin when it comes to the sin
And her that booty never thin so let's begin
I never take her, rather cake her call her Mrs. Laker
She never faker, love the flavor I would never miss place her
Got a tracer on her shaker she cannot get away-ya
Grab her bagels microwave em, but I would never bake her (BAKER)
If you tired (TY) then lie then (LYDEN)
You inspired? Say hi then
Don't get frightened, get excited
She won't bite ya, 'less you like it
Yeah, I Love it when she wags (WAGZ) her tail
I'ma grab it, shit, like it's going on sale
She a LEACH, huh, gonna suck it like a snail
Fill up (PHILLIP) a cup, Ma, how'd you get in here?!
Fuck that never mind. Beat it up, red and blueish
I'ma Ram it like a bird but I'm not from St. Louis (LEWIS)
So pour up a cup, sort all your fucks
Sure enough you can torch em a up
It's not torturous to be a whore with us
'Less you into bondage, then you can torture us

Pour up a cup - Sort all your fucks
Sure enough you can torch em all up
Leave the drama, at the door
It's alright to be a whore - on the Party Bus
Pour up a cup - Sort all your fucks
Sure enough you can torch em all up
Leave the drama, at the door
It's alright to be a whore - on the Party Bus

Leave the drama at the door, I ain't trying to hear that shit
It's alright to be a whore when ya peers do it
You ain't gotta keep up with appearances
I like em cheap, ehh - clearance shit
I like them freaks, ehh - weird n shit
I like them radio Queens I'm serious (Sirius)
So welcome to our party bus please pardon us
Looking for some Barbie sluts trying to put that part on us
That part that just makes me hard as fuck
Trying to be the (bead) dudes at Mardi Gras
We got a Party Bus, we got Cardi sluts
We got gnarly trucks, we got Marley pups
We got Bacardi rum for you sorry fucks
Barbie in a Ferrari kicking up Safari dust
End of the night yeah we need a Hardee's truck
All fans welcome besides the Cardinals

Pour up a cup - Sort all your fucks
Sure enough you can torch em all up
Leave the drama, at the door
It's alright to be a whore - on the Party Bus
Pour up a cup - Sort all your fucks
Sure enough you can torch em all up
Leave the drama, at the door
It's alright to be a whore - on the Party Bus



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Monroe
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