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The second assassin
Mastahs
Turn music up

Woo! Yes, yes

Somebody's girl is at party
that ass to this
Somebody's girl is at party
Drink glass of Cris', that's right

Somebody's girl is at this
in V.I.P.
Somebody's girl, yeah, is at this party, that's
And she's comin' with me

I don't no harm
But your boy young got a mean ol' arm
Got all the ladies wanna lean on him
And I don't turn them away, I'm like bring on

Now where's her man is not my
It's not what I'm worried about, I'm tryin' to hurry her out
Clear her whole out
And bring this whole party little to my house

Now where's her spouse? I know
So, I ask, I don't probe
I just get in 6, get out on
Let her, sip on Cris', go out on

Now at the lab, I'm actin' bad
'Cause the, is warm, a booze is on
Just a select few, the are gone
It's slow and the grooves is on, groove on

Somebody's is at this party
that ass to this
Somebody's girl is at this
Drink glass of Cris'

Somebody's girl is at this
in V.I.P.
Somebody's is at this party
And she's comin' home me

Is it my fault they call me young heat
Hard head, go walls like sheet rock
And comin' with me, when the beat stop
the party is done, I party with hon

Now is it my fault you your broad
And she wanna party me, no ex at all?
No ex-boyfriend, no ex
Just the highway exit that we off

And I back, I let her talk
I inquire sometime, I admire her
I like her wit, I'm her shoes
I'm a rap, I'm playin' the blues

I'm a street nigga never breakin' the rules
And her man's is turnin' me into somethin'
of which she has never seen
So she wanna crossover the grass is green, knahmean?

girl is at this party
Shakin' ass to this
girl is at this party
Drink glass of Cris'

Somebody's girl is at party
in V.I.P.
Somebody's is at this party
And comin' home with me

The moral of the story if you your bitch
You hold your hoe, hug your bitch
You better slow roll, trick some bread
When she wanna go out, you like and 'em said

"See ya I see ya," now she's callin' me up
And I'm like, "Geah, of I wanna chill"
Now she the real, and you all fed
Like I'ma her motherfuckin' forehead

Somebody's is at this party
that ass to this
Somebody's girl is at this
Drink glass of Cris'

Somebody's is at this party
in V.I.P.
Somebody's is at this party
And comin' home with me