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busta rhymes - my type of party lyrics

(intro)
conglomerate n-gg-
yo fizzy you know we one and the same
this is our type of party n-gg-
haha
you know what i’m sayin like…
j-doe
these b-tches actin out, we love it though
busta boss n-gg-
hahaha yea
spell it
check it
it’s my type of party
scratch it up
woo
quite strong me and t n-gg- uh

(verse)
it’s strung out and i’m neo
run the jungle with leos
bluntin but i keep c notes
kill n-gg-s in trios
smoke weed with my po
poppin mollys with jo
f-ck the b-tches with tyga
then i get money stacks with c lo
burn that, it’s my homie
busta rhymes is my brodie
i don’t trust these b-tches
carrying monsters like they coded ya
say i’m trill if they know me
so what are my homies
so say ice bottle in my hand
but i’m in the club carrying that 40
came with b-tches, that’s rocky
n-body dance so they c-cky
struttin hard through that lobby
headed outside to rob my bugatti
they got drunk in this party
now these b-tches all h-rny
and i was foamin like raddy
so i pulled it out and let the b-tch blow me
get my jury from jacob
i don’t shop at denny’s
chain yellow and red
she look like a wendis
money stacks – i got plenty
look at my feet, my shoes they say fendy
in a trash pot i’m vamping like jelly
cooking that work up like it’s denny’s

(hook)
your girl got a cute face, her friend got a nice body
and they just wanna have fun, this my type of party
200 b-tches in the lobby, there’s plenty b-tches in my lobby
and they all drinkin, they smoking, this my type of party

(verse)
b-tch we bubble like soda, sellin these verses like coca
b-tch respect my persona or i’ll leave your -ss up in a coma
what’s poppin slam occra?
twistin it girl like yoga
kiss yo b-tch then i stroke her
make a plane cuz i got too much exposure
all of my meals i eat coshure
blackout, break a n-gg- shoulder
put the ratchet back up in the holster
sick with it like it was pneumonia
i like your chain but it’s a loaner
can’t talk to me, n-gg- hold up
short breath n-gg-, i’m a grownup
to the sp-ce shuttle when a n-gg- roll up
shift the cl-sters when i touch that gas
it’s must so n-gg- bust that -ss
in this guster where you lost that trash
while we in the club and now we got it on smash
smashin every arena
international visa
when i’m done a n-gg- need fema
can’t breathe, got emphysema
white lines on a black table – zebra
stiff col, become another creature
tip toeing on top of the speaker
b-tch strip club dance like a ballerina
see me move with my army
f-ck you n-gg-s, i’m sorry
with my caviar in my coffee
b-tch this my type of party

(verse)
bad ho in my place yea
stacked with a nice body
she just talkin bout f-ckin uh
that’s my type of party
20 hoes tryina call me
it’s plenty hoes tryina call me
and n-gg-s tryina be mixed uh
that’s my type of party, okay
ridin round in my sp-ce ship
fresh off of vacation yea
my b-tch look amazing yea
yo b-tches look basic uh
my song in heavy rotation yea
get yo ship and trace stations
my style is looking like greatness
yo swag me some donations, hold up
shout out to my boy dom
la n-gg-s, we on
tyga, problem & kendrick
game & yg let’s get it
i’m killin the verse with no problem
don’t rehe-rs- and don’t write em
i just mob in that booth
whenever i do sound awesome yea

this my type of party
this my type of party

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