Corrección Letra Party Animal (remix) par Slayer

Featuring(s) : Mason & Slayer]

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Party Animal (remix) [feat. Mason & Slayer]

b*t*hes all twerk for me
Throw it in reverse in for me
Make her put that ass on me
My b*t*h like Barbie
Ain't gotta give you the picture no more (no cap)
We sipping up with the same whores (same whores)
I got rubber in my first drawer
It's a party!

Drop it! (drop) Pop it! (pop it) She pop it on the carpet
She said she like to party (party, party, party)
She said she wants Ironic (yeah)
They quick to want my money but I tell em I ain't got it (I ain't got it, I ain't got it)
Still party till the morning
I sip lean and I'm pouring

She letting me go but she over protective (what the f**k)
I'm rocking some Nike I got a collection (oh yeah)
I'm sipping on drank, purple and pink couldn't make a selection
These n***as be bugging
I'm quick, to sip the mix
I'll run to the bank when when I'm hitting a lick
I'll get all the money and make it all fick
Just pour up they Henny I'm taking a sip (oh yeah)

Look, she told me that she put me first and I told her don't worry my baby this time we ain't cuffing (yeah, yeah)
I feel like I'm owning her heart
Let me tell you a flop my n***a she called me with Amy (she called me with Amy)
I told her come down with friends
Get ready to party, you know I don't like to be rushed
My baby I got us some rubbers, I'm feeling so horny just get on and give me some head (yeah)
Give me some head okay
Here is my deal
Didn't I tell you I'm next? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
After the party we finna crash up at my crib with you b*t*hes
But then I won't tell him we said the location is private
The n***a was lying man I was just fooling with him but the n***a is overprotective
I don't give a sh*t, all I'm saying's the party was lit

n***a it's a party
The b*t*hes look like Barbie
The pu**y wet, Cardi
You want my cheque sorry
Ain't f**king with some groupies
My life ain't like a movie
I'm broke now light a dubbie
These b*t*hes trynna do me

I had to commit
I had to submit (yeah)
My n***a the party's still on in this b*t*h (yeah)
You ran out of gas we be running this game
My n***a we rolling, we balling, we eating on beats
Baby we popping this sh*t
She be feeling that holy Jesus, holy grail
Holy sh*t black is pale
Sending my momma to Paris my biggest wishes
Dropped a key on the switch I'ma pop on the TV screens
Look at my life it's a dream (it's a dream)
Taking your girl cause she slept on my DMs (my DMs)
I gave her some trash and she calls me a spy
I'ma take it up
I'm a dirty n***a she gon' wet it up
She gon' kill a n***a
She a gold digger
Yeah I'm hoping on make the circle bigger
Double 4-8-5 n***a pull the trigger

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
We all about money, we all about getting that money man
f**k these b*t*hes
I don't really trust these b*t*hes man
As long as I got my n***as with me I'm cool
Yeah man

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