"Party" lyrics
"Party"
(Hey, Chi Chi)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They know we bigger than
Yeah
Monkey in the middle, I'ma go 'head kill him (Woo, woo, woo)
Don't trip, everybody get hit
Way we drop down on this, this shit a skit (Ooh)
We ain't got no lighter, but we got hoes, this shit is lit (Ooh)
I'm drunk as fuck, I see my jewelry and take a pic'
Party girls don't stay at home, they gon' come outside (Facts)
Ain't new to this, my favorite song, can you let it ride? (That's facts)
Pour a shot 'cause you gettin' fucked tonight, bae, don't waste my time (Bae, don't play)
Got a haircut 'fore I came over here, opp bitch, no, I can't get lined (Stop playin')
Uh, uh, uh, tell me that you feel it
Drunk, mixed, slutty, I'm finna kill it (Ah, come here)
Bring your friend, can I see y'all scissor? (Scissor)
She got them skills, I'm seein' them figures (Yeah)
She get sick, man, Chi Chi the illest (Haha)
She go bad, I see the who the realest (Oh, yeah)
All of a sudden, everybody the biggest (Yeah)
Take a shot, take one more shot
Hold on, baby, I'm drunk as fuck
I don't know what you got goin'
Haha, yeah
Get it together (Yeah)
Pop me a pill, I don't know what to tell her (Uh-uh)
I got me a hammer whenever I nail 'em (I do)
They call her an angel, I know she the devil (Uh-huh)
If you're with us, then get on the pedal (Come on)
Went and copped me sticks and stones 'cause I already they ain't got no pebbles (That's true, ooh)
That's my twin, you'd think we clones
You already know B Do my vessel (Ooh, that's my—, bigger than, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Party girls don't stay at home, they gon' come outside (Facts)
Ain't new to this, my favorite song, can you let it ride? (That's facts)
Pour a shot 'cause you gettin' fucked tonight, bae, don't waste my time (Bae, don't play)
Got a haircut 'fore I came over here, opp bitch, no, I can't get lined (Stop playin')
Come back with five tonight, have her home back by three (Three, on go)
Polo bitch-ass went on with your move and now you hooked up to IV (Ah-ha)
ARP like it came from an old man, nigga, I ain't never leave my shit (Never not)
You can keep them nonchalant hoes, I like them ones that's on my dick (Oh, yeah)
When you leave, I text her this
"I know you tryna sit at home, mama, come outside"
I think about you like Florida Evans, 'cause we act at times (Ah)
You bet' not leave her out all night, I promise I'ma spoil her (That bad nip)
She lied and said her phone dead, she ate dick in the Charger (Oh, yeah)
She left him home, come head with me, we finna go club hop, pop out (Pop, pop, pop)
You can post all the pictures you want, just make sure I ain't in none of them (Make sure I'm not)
Punch him with an AR, nigga, what's happenin'? Make him do a dance like re-run (Come here)
Pick out the finest, she comin' home, finna go have us a threesome
Party girls don't stay at home (No), they gon' come outside (They are)
Ain't new to this, my favorite song, can you let it ride? (Okay)
Pour a shot 'cause you gettin' fucked tonight, bae, don't waste my time (A shot for you)
Got a haircut 'fore I came over here, opp bitch, no, I can't get lined (Nuh-uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Chidi Osondu, Deangelo Greer
- AZLyrics
- N
- Noodah05 Lyrics
album:
"5 MIN OF FAME" (2024)
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