Party Lyrics – BlueBucksClan

Party Lyrics by BlueBucksClan

Finna throw a party, hoes don’t get charged to get in
For you broke #ss n#gg#s it’s gone be hard to get in
We got all these f#cking foreigns in the yard once again
Bad b#tches everywhere, [?]

I don’t give a f#ck what you got planned
Or what your n#gg# keep saying, don’t be late to this party b#tch
We gone throw a lot of bands on any b#tch that’s gone dance
Don’t be late to this party b#tch

Yeah the table selling out
How many bottles? Well I’m out
Don’t be late to this party b#tch
Old b#tches finding out, pulling up unannounced

You not getting in this party b#tch
It’s gone be hard to get in, don’t be late
It’s gone be a lot of b#tches, don’t bring no date
I’ma be flyer than a b#tch, n#gg# I can’t wait

You ain’t throwing money on the strippers, n#gg# you can’t stay
It’s for sure gone be pints in that m#th*rf#ck*r
We fasho shooting dice in that m#th*rf#ck*r
All my b#tches here, they might fight up in this m#th*rf#ck*r

Diamonds hitting hard, ain’t no lights up in this m#th*rf#ck*r
Her n#gg# said she can’t come but she here
Y’all n#gg#s didn’t buy a bottle, that was weird
I’m on stage, b#tches screaming, standing on the chair

Hoes throwing #ss, money flying in the air
I don’t give a f#ck what you got planned
Or what your n#gg# keep saying, don’t be late to this party b#tch
We gone throw a lot of bands on any b#tch that’s gone dance

Don’t be late to this party b#tch
Yeah the table selling out
How many bottles? Well I’m out
Don’t be late to this party b#tch

Old b#tches finding out, pulling up unannounced
You not getting in this party b#tch
Ain’t no weak b#tches getting in this party, I made sure of that
I got rich b#tches begging “can I come to Porterhouse?”

f#ck you ask about the big table? You not affording that
f#cking on the baddest b#tch, I need proof so I’m recording that
You better not be late to this party, we might shut it down
Lot of b#tches wasn’t f#cking with me, say they love me now

Lot of n#gg#s out here broke, really stressing wearing hand me downs
Spent a dub in Dior, yeah they treat me like family now
You ain’t throw no money so these b#tches don’t respect you
You can say you always broke and how she wish she never met you

Rich n#gg# still at Tams, what you want? I need the special
She really hiding from this n#gg#, he gone kill her if he catch you
I don’t give a f#ck what you got planned
Or what your n#gg# keep saying, don’t be late to this party b#tch

We gone throw a lot of bands on any b#tch that’s gone dance
Don’t be late to this party b#tch
Yeah the table selling out
How many bottles? Well I’m out

Don’t be late to this party b#tch
Old b#tches finding out, pulling up unannounced
You not getting in this party b#tch
I don’t give a f#ck what you got planned

Or what your n#gg# keep saying, don’t be late to this party b#tch
We gone throw a lot of bands on any b#tch that’s gone dance
Don’t be late to this party b#tch
Yeah the table selling out

How many bottles? Well I’m out
Don’t be late to this party b#tch
Old b#tches finding out, pulling up unannounced
You not getting in this party b#tch
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BlueBucksClan Lyrics – Party

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