It's My Party

It's my party buy a dub if you want to, dirty if you want to,
whatever I front chu, a block on da plate take a line if you want to,
you know dat chu want to I know wat chu goin through

Ridin down the half thirty bags of da drought, gucci run
da six with a pot and a fork, hell yeah I rob, hell yeah I steal,
hell yeah I smoke drank and pop pills, nigga dis my party
where do u live, who let chu in who'd chu get her, gucci go
bunka, mad da flow is monster, old folks wonder how I ride
hummer, corvette, old skool vert look like tonka, 4d gangsta me
coru and rocker, choppa, might jump out just like flocka, nigga
try us be missin like jenny harper so icey

I'm brown, da cut leak moett might leak out, million
dolla trap out n I just cashed out, got da red card tons
it can't max out, n I bring packs out, thrax out sacks
out, it's my block dats where dem slengs get slammed
out and issue dat crack out try to take my crack house,
can I suck yo dick, hell nah u junkie bitch, can't touch my
work I'll beat cho worthless peace of shit, I'm up three million
and dats just hittin licks, I sell white ick, all time base bricks,
safety compartment safety deposit glock no safety I already
cocked it, gucci toat bags can't fit in da wallet, I'm all bout
da profit so feds can't watch it



Credits
Writer(s): Claude Kelly, Jessica Cornish, John Lardieri, Colin Norman
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