party party - kuttem reese lyrics
[intro]
(cutta, we rich)
(vvs, you forgot to hit it)
[chorus]
my white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, “party, party”
i f*cked this b*tch 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 f*cked this b*tch 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
[post*chorus]
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
[verse]
my rasta, yeah, my partner, yeah
your daughter, we got her and f*cked hеr, yeah
don’t be that last dude causе he got f*cked up, yeah
and he worth millions, but still on that dumb stuff, yeah
ayy, i’m the dumbest n*gga, they know i’m coming, n*gga (skrrt, skrrt)
i pull up swervin’ like a revered, i could run it, n*gga
post in the hood all by myself, i don’t need no hundred, n*gga
i never change, like, f*ck this fame and f*ck this money, n*gga (brrt)
[chorus]
my white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, “party, party”
i f*cked this b*tch 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 f*cked this b*tch 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
[post*chorus]
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
[outro]
my rasta, yeah, my partner, yeah
your daughter, we got her and f*cked her, yeah
don’t be that last dude cause he got f*cked up, yeah
and he worth millions, but still on that dumb stuff, yeah
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