district 36 – party girl lyrics
(spot)
she my party girl, white girl wasted/
she a gong show, yup, here’s a hit, baby take it – ahh/
how that feel, baby girl we high/
ditch ya’ man, he a lame, can i sub in for a second?/
i’m flirtin’ with bad b-tches like i did it in detention – and she mentioned/
“oh my f-ckin’ god, look at spot and ess!”/
gangsta b-tch, wanna pop some x/
with her nine out, she wanna pop my ex/
ashley, mary kate, two queens, and they triple ace/
full house, i’mma win
today, ménage à trois, i’mma hit it babe/
paris hil, lindsay lo, dom pérignon, she sip it slow/
get in the coupe, get in the door, go for a “cruise”, take katie home (holmes)/
my ride or die like left eye, right hand on her left thigh/
she like that in the x5, beamer, that’s what i call s-x drive/
that louis sh-t, gucci sh-t, she take it off like a nudist b-tch/
romeo and juliet, them george a. romero movie sets/
ain’t a home wrecker, i demolish that sh-t/
got a quarter of a bottle left, polish that sh-t/
y’all sayin’ you love eachother, made her promise that sh-t/
now she cheatin’, and she tweetin’, “oops, oh my – whoo girl, what a weekend!”
(hook)
she my party girl, white girl wasted/
she a gong show, yup, here’s a hit, baby take it – ahh/
how that feel, baby girl we high/
like la-la-la-la-la-la/
she my party girl, white girl wasted/
she my party girl, white girl wasted/
she my party girl, white girl wasted/
she my party girl/
(seth kay)
look… i say if you don’t give that -ss up you gon’ have to owe me/
and if you say my name they gon’ tell you that’s the homie/
girl i heard you got it, but you gon’ have to show me/
everywhere you go you can tell ’em that you know me/
i’mma have that o.e. mixed up with that lime – ah/
she don’t mess with that malt liquor she fixed up with that wine – ah/
she finished that bottle, now its time for them shots – shots/
i swear this girl is fire i should stop, drop, let’s roll/
cause she my party girl, come on let’s party girl/
she said “why ain’t you call?” i said i’m sorry girl/
i said i been busy girl, i said i meant to girl/
you keep on sweating me, but i’mma let you girl/
because that -ss so big – -ss so big/
make a young man wanna have your kid/
but if i do that, half your sh-t/
them white girls telling me i rap so sick/
that’s no sh-t, shiiit/
i ain’t even really mean to smash yo’ chick/
my team so popular/
it’s that three six, no mafia – i’m just sayin’/
(hook)
she my party girl, white girl wasted/
she a gong show, yup, here’s a hit, baby take it – ahh/
how that feel, baby girl we high/
like la-la-la-la-la-la/
she my party girl, white girl wasted/
she my party girl, white girl wasted/
she my party girl, white girl wasted/
she my party girl/
(ess)
ay, are you faded girl?
what up tho, sh-t is cut-throat/
type that don’t ever give a f-ck tho/
and b-tches love me to the utmost/
so that’s rose pedals in my blunt smoke/
commas, zeroes, more dollars/
same way i chase my vodka/
temper like her dad but her waist like her mama/
gold chains, gold rings, that’s her armor/
bitter over love, bitter over life/
bitter over b-tches that’ll never be a wife/
wanna cop a benz, then you better know the price/
cause my homies in the bank like we pulling off a heist/
with polo tees i’m buyin’/
fresh sh-t – no crease, no iron/
b-tches that’s known for lyin’/
overseas man she be flyin’/
just to get that d inside ’em/
anything for e inside ’em/
bust a nut, then we deny ’em/
sh-t, spot and ess man we be smilin’/
all up in her hair like the scent of the indo/
spent dough, top down like the windows/
pop pills, vitamins – that’s flinstones/
bam bam boy, did it for my kinfolk/
uh – more heart than the hitman/
hennessy got her leanin’ like a kickstand/
no guitars but she sick with the l!cks fam/
sundays in my palm like a christian/
(grafic)
yeah i had this awesome chick, that always did some awful sh-t/
one night she got so tossed and blitzed, sniffin’ cocaine off my d-ck/
breathe baby, exhale/
a couple shots, get some weed and some x pills/
so give me the party girls, the ones that don’t have any care/
the ones that take they clothes off and say you can put it anywhere/
i can put it anywhere? “you can put it anywhere”/
no need to tell me twice, i’m ready – yeah/
i had this christian chick, who was messed in the head/
always preaching to me about heaven and h-ll/
i told that b-tch shut the f-ck up, and get in the bed – and stop/
spreading the word and start spreading your legs, b-tch!/
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