Lyrics to Party Party
(Cutta, we rich)
(VVS, you forgot to hit it)
My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party"
I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry
Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari
An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party
My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party"
I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry
Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari
An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
His Rastas off like Bob Marley
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Got Glocks, choppas, and narcotics
My Rasta, yeah, my partner, yeah
Your daughter, we got her and fucked hеr, yeah
Don't be that last dude causе he got fucked up, yeah
And he worth millions, but still on that dumb stuff, yeah
Ayy, I'm the dumbest nigga, they know I'm coming, nigga (Skrrt, skrrt)
I pull up swervin' like a revered, I could run it, nigga
Post in the hood all by myself, I don't need no hundred, nigga
I never change, like, fuck this fame and fuck this money, nigga (Brrt)
My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party"
I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry
Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari
An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party
My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party"
I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry
Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari
An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
His Rastas off like Bob Marley
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Got Glocks, choppas, and narcotics
My Rasta, yeah, my partner, yeah
Your daughter, we got her and fucked her, yeah
Don't be that last dude cause he got fucked up, yeah
And he worth millions, but still on that dumb stuff, yeah
(VVS, you forgot to hit it)
My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party"
I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry
Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari
An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party
My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party"
I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry
Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari
An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
His Rastas off like Bob Marley
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Got Glocks, choppas, and narcotics
My Rasta, yeah, my partner, yeah
Your daughter, we got her and fucked hеr, yeah
Don't be that last dude causе he got fucked up, yeah
And he worth millions, but still on that dumb stuff, yeah
Ayy, I'm the dumbest nigga, they know I'm coming, nigga (Skrrt, skrrt)
I pull up swervin' like a revered, I could run it, nigga
Post in the hood all by myself, I don't need no hundred, nigga
I never change, like, fuck this fame and fuck this money, nigga (Brrt)
My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party"
I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry
Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari
An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party
My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party"
I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry
Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari
An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
His Rastas off like Bob Marley
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy)
Got Glocks, choppas, and narcotics
My Rasta, yeah, my partner, yeah
Your daughter, we got her and fucked her, yeah
Don't be that last dude cause he got fucked up, yeah
And he worth millions, but still on that dumb stuff, yeah
