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lirik lagu no more parties in l.a. cover – soniyeah

[intro: johnny “guitar” watson & junie morrison]
la di da da*a, da*a (i like this flavor)
la da da da di da da*a, la*a
let me tell you, i’m out here
from a very far away place
all for a chance to be a star
nowhere seems to be too far

[chorus: kanye west, junie morrison & ghostface k!llah]
no more parties in l.a
please, baby, no more parties in l.a., uh
no more parties in l.a
please, baby, no more parties in l.a., uh
no more (los angeles)
please (shake that body, party that bod*)
please (shake that body, party that body)
please (shake that body, party that body)

[verse one: soniyeah]
y’all b*tches still chillin’ with your privilege
sharp mind, f*ck around can’t even see the edge
be the best, be yourself, that’s what you be sayin’, sh*t
chase your dreams? see an android “that’s outrageous!”
eight*year*olds, livin’ the best life, we’re on the roadside
save your coats, the ice on their wrists, you cannot provide
wanna get the bread? collect the pen, can you ghostwrite?
this life be takin’ ls, all on the low and getting no highs
this mic be saving lengths, going slow, reaching no skies
be working to earn and you be jamming to slowthai
i be slogging to learn, while you be slandering fortnite
i’m scavenging for truth, while you hoes sugarcoat lies
label me as a pick*me, but i am not like you guys
all these b*tches around me, they ain’t ever built a room
only intelligent thing outta their mouth’s a silver spoon
all their ivy unis and their f*cking richer schools
“you got a f*cking internship? maybe please give her too?”
that’s everything i get to hear on an everyday basis
stick their nose in my business like it’s telekinesis
yeah ‘cause life is a road filled with red herrings and racists
how the f*ck can i tell from each of their f*cking faces?
shameless
used to this hurt and now it’s painless
can all of life’s miseries ever go through that drainage?
f*ck these b*tches, sh*t all i ever wanna be is famous
the head still good though, the head still good though
what’s good? my motherf*cking head will now explode
control that sh*t for that one time i’ll get y’all exposed
it’s the sign of the times, baby, you in your best clothes?
talking ‘bout under privilege, a rapper from west coast?
what happened to next post? b*tch i’m boutta quit
all this content*writing sh*t ain’t gon give me no d*ck
all i wanted was to make a name for this chick
every time i make another song left incomplete
yeet, i’m outta this trash ass city
filled with sl*ts degrading me, make your own ass pretty
filled with motherf*ckers thinking that their bars are heavy
underrated f*cked up me already is regretting
birthing myself in this hypocrite place
great, now lemme get another thing straight
pulling a ye on y’all, you f*ckers better learn to wait
[chorus: kanye west]
scary
scary
no more parties in l.a
please, baby, no more parties in l.a

[verse two: soniyeah]
last when i left off, rant ‘bout my birth place
awards lining up the market, something i can’t purchase
i be striving hard to not let down, earphones blasting thursday
can’t pick acad mjolnir no more, did i get unworthy?
running letters ‘cross the page, my life be lookin’ cursive
used to be drunk off success one time, how did i get thirsty?
joining penny by penny, hoping best, is it working?
‘cause i look calm on the surface, but there’s a storm in me, nervous
hurtless, the only w my life has taken
everyone i come around with turns out to be my hater
how could i be the goat when there’s still in me to be greater?
they say “leave it to karma,” b*tch karma’s the best debater
later, when i’m done with online sh*t school
they fire bullets from their mouths at me, someone get a pistol
ducked two in a row and i’m alive, they missed two
hard like hentai, the f*ck was that sh*t, which rule?
it’s like fighting on front line for my life, daily a new war
throwin’ hurdles on my path that i withstand, b*tch i’m too strong
the only chick that’s fighting in the cyph, compare me to mulan
the biggest mistake i did was fall for money, more can i do wrong?
you thought the only broken thing i have, my fate is
crumbling down to pieces, yeah so what? ‘cause i’m still the greatest
what are you without a man? a f*cking queen, this ain’t the eighties
begin the cypher of my life, emcees now over the wait is
“k!ll ‘em with kindness” highness, b*tch i’m done being the nicest
all disguises in me united and then some crisis arises
i gain one point for rhymes and then casually one mark minus
it’s lame for me to shine, gradually every coal turns diamond
timing is perfect, rules survival gotta learn ‘em
burning souls because my life is a furnace
convinced i’m from the outer sp*ce, you b*tches are earthlings
your wishes are nerveless, got them radicals shy
grass increases creativity? i’m naturally high
last breezes hit the tree of glee, my battery will die
peace the finest game even combat will deny
reply to my motherf*cking texts b*tch
“couldn’t afford a car so she named her daughter alexis”
back to the same old topic on how f*cked up your ex is
my palms be sweating all day and you’re hanging with your besties
if jay*z paid me attention sh*t
rather be overrated ‘cause b*tch
i been done underpaid and it’s not like it seems
i’m a business chick, not the girl of your dreams
f*cking streams, i see em going down on my channel
travel starts from the end of the barrel
to the f*cking top as a rapper, gotta win in this battle
‘cause i went from sh*t to the sh*t, how did this happen?
cappin’, these jealous b*tches all stay cappin’
through my poetry like water all my life story unravels
sh*t is written by ten dudes, and i did it again, mood
is it not enough for one d*mn girl to handle a pencil?
this sh*t for which these d*mn men k!ll, in their mind’s where my rent lives
y’all be lying through your t**th so much, y’all just meet your dentist
defend this, i eat up like y’all like lentils
i feel like pablo when i’m workin’ on my shoes
i feel like pablo when i see me on the news
i feel like pablo when i’m workin’ on my house
tell ’em party’s in here, we don’t need to go out
we need the turbo thots, high speed, turbo thots
drop*dro*dro*dro*drop it like robocop
he a piece of sh*t, i fell him, good chick could do that
he keep pushin’ me back, good chick’ll do that
he push me back when the chick is too sweet
this good sh*t’ll make your life complete
get money, money, money, money
big, big money, money, money, money
and as i’m at the end of my limits, i’ll just stay f*cking k!llin’ it
we at the end of the time baby, what’s the number of minutes left?
i just keep on lovin’ you, baby
and there’s no one else i know who can take your place
please, no more parties in l.a
please, baby, no more parties in l.a., uh
no more parties in l.a
please, baby, no more parties in l.a., uh
no more parties in l.a
please, baby, no more parties in l.a., uh
no more (los angeles)
let me tell you, i’m out here
from a very far away place
all for a chance to be a star
nowhere seems to be too far
swish

- soniyeah

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