Party Crasher (feat. GaTa) [Radio Edit]
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
I'm arrivin' at the club, like what is the current vibe? (Yeah)
Oh wait, I forgot I'd rather stay home writin' rhymes (I would)
My mind it is turbulent (Aye), but I'm divin' in that
I'm rollin' (Aye), I'm crusin' (Aye), I'm beggin' for a brusin' (Yeah)
I got nothin' to be losin, call me Ollie, it gon' rain (Uh-huh)
Like the first letter, proper noun, I mean capital gain
That should be aparent to you, stockin' father bondin' time (Stocks and bonds?)
I'm a suburban kid, Mr. Goody Two Shoes
Always did my homework on time I had a loose screw (Yeah)
Today, I need to increase every one of my revenues (Aye)
I'm cravin' the paper (Yeah), for get what they be cookin' (I did)
As soon as they ain't lookin' (Uh-huh), I'ma eat the menu
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
I'm onomatopeian' on the beat as if my bladder's full
Konica Minolta, that's my new name stackin' paper, fool (Yeah)
If you write a book on my demise, it will be fiction (Mhmm)
That should come as no surprise and in this instant
Like mashed potatoes, you already should know this (You should)
I realize my rhymes, they be gettin' so explosive (Pow)
It's gettin' real ambitious (Yeah), it's almost kinda scary (I'm scared)
Back up, baby, put it in reverse like your name was Terry
Put it in reverse, Terry, put it in reverse
Oh Lord, Lord, Jesus, oh Lord, oh Jesus
What the, whatchu doin', Terry?
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
I'm arrivin' at the club, like what is the current vibe? (Yeah)
Oh wait, I forgot I'd rather stay home writin' rhymes (I would)
My mind it is turbulent (Aye), but I'm divin' in that
I'm rollin' (Aye), I'm crusin' (Aye), I'm beggin' for a brusin' (Yeah)
I got nothin' to be losin, call me Ollie, it gon' rain (Uh-huh)
Like the first letter, proper noun, I mean capital gain
That should be aparent to you, stockin' father bondin' time (Stocks and bonds?)
I'm a suburban kid, Mr. Goody Two Shoes
Always did my homework on time I had a loose screw (Yeah)
Today, I need to increase every one of my revenues (Aye)
I'm cravin' the paper (Yeah), for get what they be cookin' (I did)
As soon as they ain't lookin' (Uh-huh), I'ma eat the menu
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
I'm onomatopeian' on the beat as if my bladder's full
Konica Minolta, that's my new name stackin' paper, fool (Yeah)
If you write a book on my demise, it will be fiction (Mhmm)
That should come as no surprise and in this instant
Like mashed potatoes, you already should know this (You should)
I realize my rhymes, they be gettin' so explosive (Pow)
It's gettin' real ambitious (Yeah), it's almost kinda scary (I'm scared)
Back up, baby, put it in reverse like your name was Terry
Put it in reverse, Terry, put it in reverse
Oh Lord, Lord, Jesus, oh Lord, oh Jesus
What the, whatchu doin', Terry?
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My face, car good, I don't need no invite
Professional party crasher, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Watch my footwork, I'm tearin' it up tonight
My diamonds on bust, I'm tearin' it up tonight
Credits
Writer(s): Jett Morton
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