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Grove, St., Flocka

I gotta a lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle popping that's why the bad hoes jockeying
a party, it's a party, it's a party
It's a party, it's a party, it's a

My partner on a pill, my other partner
up a lot, I'm trying to get fucked up
It's a party, it's a party, it's a
It's a party, it's a party, a party

I step in the club, rolling on loud shit
My weed keep security saying, "Be quiet"
My breath is starting a riot, the girl's get
Hold on, try it, I'm like, why not try it?

My swag they buy it, my juice they wanna try it
going stupid when I, "Oh, let's do it"
Chu ain't gotta chew it, and she moving
Grove St. villain, nigga, who you

two years ago, now I'm worth a million
Jacksons to the ceiling, that's how we
You know that I'm rolling, throwing up bread
Now I'm to meet her in the club with a heater

I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches it for me
Bottle keep that's why the bad hoes jockeying
a party, it's a party, it's a party
It's a party, it's a party, it's a

My partner on a pill, my partner drunk
Rolled up a lot, I'm to get fucked up
It's a party, a party, it's a party
It's a party, it's a party, a party

A ain't a party 'til I walk in it
Lime flap, match the fitted and the linen
shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted
'Cause my eyes real low and my head just spinning

I'm rolling like a , I'm a roll out in this motherfucker
I'ma Roscoe Dash it, I'ma 'bout to out in this motherfucker
My jewelry game on frost about to snow out in this
Ay Flocka, get them burners, lets out in this motherfucker

Ay motherfucker, what the hell is you for?
Run up on me and my squad, no, shouldn't be an option so
Somebody betta let you know, I that you let it go
This is a Grove St. party, hit the exit door

I gotta a whole lot of money, count it for me
keep popping that's why the bad hoes jockeying
It's a party, it's a party, it's a
It's a party, it's a party, it's a

My partner on a pill, my other partner
Rolled up a lot, I'm trying to get up
It's a party, it's a party, a party
It's a party, it's a party, a party

Rolling on them leaves, you can do the
Blowing on that loud purp, pass that Bobby back
The hood got my fucking back, the streets I'm not ducking
Please the fuck back, Grove St. yes, we are back

plus I'm a nigga rich, every ghetto feeling this
20 on my right wrist, 30 on my left
100 on my neck out for my respect
20 fucking 10, I'ma blow the check

In the club flex, after party
You know how we ball, all I is ball
dollar in my pocket, I'ma spend it all
When a nigga die they say, "Shawty raw"

I a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle popping that's why the bad hoes jockeying
It's a party, it's a party, it's a
a party, it's a party, it's a party

My partner on a pill, my other drunk
Rolled up a lot, I'm to get fucked up
It's a party, a party, it's a party
a party, it's a party, it's a party