Imma keep it a buck twenty
I ain’t really f#cking with shorty
She walk funny
I don’t really f#ck with these n#gg#s
These n#gg#s dummies
Weirdoes selling they soul for a little money
Ain’t it funny
I’m not gonna lie we outside
All season if you wanna ride then get in line
Baby girl don’t fall in love just fall in line
If we don’t mate I skate like inline
I’m outta line
Dad bod on a hundred and ten
And I can still pull your girlfriend
And her friend
Calm down little n#gg# I’ll pull your momma too
Have her up all night
Help her find her groove
Moonlights bright lets get right
Before daylight I’m tryna see what her bed like
If the head right Dolla there every night
Kiss goodnight at seven in the morning
How time flies
All I see is lust in your eyes
Remove disguise
Be my demise
Take me to skies
Baby lets rise
I just want to be that thought in your mind
Like all the time
I’m just trynna be that thought in your mind
Like all the time
We at the party feeling like I finally hit the jackpot
Cash drop I’m bout my paper
Black Michael Scott
Rewind stop we had to leave the first spot
Cause we was just chilling in the back bored
Like a bank shot
Looking for a dime that’s in her prime
To ease my mind from this cruel world
Just one time
It’s prime time function is jumping
Oh what a sign
As she walked by we caught eyes
It’s party time
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Sam D. Lyrics – Party