Luyện nghe bài hát This Is My Party Explicit Dirty

fabolous)
(3x)

(2x)

(2x)

(verse: fabolous)
Aint no tellin what hpno'll do to me
I'm feelin like I can do what I know, diplo immunity
(shorty!) just shake your hips slow and with me
Take a hit of this and sip slow and
You out on ya man, tip-toe in to the V
Cause I you got him whipped though like merangue
Lets put on a live strip show you and me
But girl, i'm lookin at them lips like who is she?
They aint never the whip, clothe, or jewelry
So when I ask you you wanna leave this zip code "true indeed"
"but is my party, so ride if you want to
ya'll could home but why would u want to?
We party til we laid in graves
Sweat out our doobie braids and waves, and "hey-hey-hey yo"
That groupie her way
Cause when she the whips and chains
She started talking 'bout she to be made a slave, c'mon

(chorus 2: (2X)
is my party
So get fly if you to
Get if you want to cause I know you want to
Put your hands up as as you want to
And if it good scream "hey-hey-hey yo"

(verse: fabolous)
I don't know about
But we it over here
All the glasses got that brewin' it over here
Cigars got somethin' sticky glueing it over here
movin' it over there, movin' it over here
I can fit a few in the rear
We havin' a good time, don't ruin it overs
You see why we to see ID
Cause girls'll do anything for VIP access
Me I relaxes (easy) I'm used to ballin'
You tell that these guys need practice
But if it was a problem then I confront you
You saying "no" but your eyes say "you to"
Hard to picture papi snooks, pigeons and chop up crooks
I ride wit the top and switch to the top-up look
Would you believe most bitches would bop us shooked
Their asses pokin' out them pictures in pop up books

(chorus 2)

(verse fabolous)
Oh yea! it's off the Scale
Hate will get you, put in coffins as hell
If the would show it off and thick as hell
For my hustlers knockin' off them as well
And everybody, up that's sick in jail
I probably feel y'all, send you all of the flicks in
The Street Family speed off six
All them yell "hey-hey-hey-hey yo"
Shake your glass back and to mix it well
your ass back and forth as quick as hell
And from lookin' at them thighs from the front view
Girl I know these guys say they want you
I wake up in the clothes from yesterday
Same from yesterday
Lightin' of the same dro' from yesterday
Had yesterday
You mistaken we in Benz's today
But we had them Range yesterday

(chorus 2)

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