Grove St. Party (feat. Kebo Gotti)
Grove, Grove Street
Flocka
I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo-woo)
Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
I stepped in the club (here we go), rollin' up that loud shit (woo)
My weed keep your security sayin', "Be quiet" (fuck)
My bread just start a riot, the girls get excited (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hold on, wanna try it? I'm like, "Why not try it?" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My swag, they wanna buy it (woo), my juice, they wanna try it (no)
Club goin' stupid, when I "O Let's Do It"
Jewelry got her chewin' (chewin'), juggin' and she movin' (movin')
Grove Street villain, nigga, who you killin'? (Grove Street)
Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million (yeah-yeah)
Jacksons to the ceilin' (facts), that's how we ballin' (facts, facts, facts)
You know that I'm rollin' (rollin'), throwin' up a mean bag (rollin')
Now I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater (rollin')
I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)
Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah, huh)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah Kebo)
A party ain't a party 'til I walk in it
Lime green flag match the fitted and the linen
Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted
'Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'
I'm rollin' like a motherfucker, I'ma roll out in this motherfucker
On my Roscoe Dash shit, I'm 'bout to show out in this motherfucker
My jewelry game on frost, about to snow out in this motherfucker
Ayy, Flocka, get 'em burners, let's pull out in this motherfucker
Ayy, motherfucker, what the hell is you rockin' for?
Run up on me and my squad, now that shouldn't be an option, so
Somebody better let him know, I suggest that you let it go
This is Grove Street party, safe niggas, hit the exit door
I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)
Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Grove Street)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
Rollin' off them beans (rollin'), you can do the lean (lean)
Blowin' on that loud purp, pass that Bobby Brown back (loud)
The hood got my fuckin' back, the streets, I'm not duckin' that
Please step the fuck back, Grove Street, yes, we are back
Hood plus I'm nigga rich, every ghetto feelin' this
20 on my right wrist (woo), 30 on my left wrist (woo)
Hunnid on my neck, I'll die for my respect (blaow)
20-fuckin'-10, I'ma blow the whole check (blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, fuck)
In the club, flex (flex), after party, flex (flex)
You know how we ball (switch), all I know is ball (switch)
Every dollar in my pocket, I'ma spend it all
When a nigga die, they gon' say shawty raw
I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)
Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
Flocka
I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo-woo)
Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
I stepped in the club (here we go), rollin' up that loud shit (woo)
My weed keep your security sayin', "Be quiet" (fuck)
My bread just start a riot, the girls get excited (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hold on, wanna try it? I'm like, "Why not try it?" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My swag, they wanna buy it (woo), my juice, they wanna try it (no)
Club goin' stupid, when I "O Let's Do It"
Jewelry got her chewin' (chewin'), juggin' and she movin' (movin')
Grove Street villain, nigga, who you killin'? (Grove Street)
Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million (yeah-yeah)
Jacksons to the ceilin' (facts), that's how we ballin' (facts, facts, facts)
You know that I'm rollin' (rollin'), throwin' up a mean bag (rollin')
Now I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater (rollin')
I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)
Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah, huh)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah Kebo)
A party ain't a party 'til I walk in it
Lime green flag match the fitted and the linen
Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted
'Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'
I'm rollin' like a motherfucker, I'ma roll out in this motherfucker
On my Roscoe Dash shit, I'm 'bout to show out in this motherfucker
My jewelry game on frost, about to snow out in this motherfucker
Ayy, Flocka, get 'em burners, let's pull out in this motherfucker
Ayy, motherfucker, what the hell is you rockin' for?
Run up on me and my squad, now that shouldn't be an option, so
Somebody better let him know, I suggest that you let it go
This is Grove Street party, safe niggas, hit the exit door
I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)
Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Grove Street)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
Rollin' off them beans (rollin'), you can do the lean (lean)
Blowin' on that loud purp, pass that Bobby Brown back (loud)
The hood got my fuckin' back, the streets, I'm not duckin' that
Please step the fuck back, Grove Street, yes, we are back
Hood plus I'm nigga rich, every ghetto feelin' this
20 on my right wrist (woo), 30 on my left wrist (woo)
Hunnid on my neck, I'll die for my respect (blaow)
20-fuckin'-10, I'ma blow the whole check (blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, fuck)
In the club, flex (flex), after party, flex (flex)
You know how we ball (switch), all I know is ball (switch)
Every dollar in my pocket, I'ma spend it all
When a nigga die, they gon' say shawty raw
I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)
Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Lexus Lewis, Juaquin Malphurs, Bankivion Chatman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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- Hard in Da Paint
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- Bang (feat. YG Hootie & Slim Dunkin)
- Bricksquad (feat. Gudda Gudda)
- Fuck the Club Up (feat. Pastor Troy & Slim Dunkin)
- Homies (feat. YG Hootie, Popa Smurf & Ice Burgundy)
- Grove St. Party (feat. Kebo Gotti)
- O Let's Do It (feat. Cap)
- Karma (feat. YG Hootie, Popa Smurf & Slim Dunkin)
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