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fabolous - this is my party explicit dirty lyrics

intro: fabolous)
hey-hey-hey-yo (3x)
f-a-b
hey-hey-hey-yo (2x)
f-a-b
hey-hey-hey-yo (2x)

(verse: fabolous)
aint no tellin what this hpno’ll do to me
i’m feelin like i can do what i want know, diplo immunity
(shorty!) just shake your hips slow and move with me
take a hit of this and sip slow and fluently
you sneakin out on ya man, tip-toe in to the v
cause i know you got him whipped though like merangue
lets put on a live strip show just you and me
but girl, i’m lookin at them lips though like who is she?
they aint never seen the whip, clothe, or jewelry
so when i ask you you wanna leave this zip code they “true indeed”
“but this is my party, so ride if you want to
ya’ll could stay home but why would u want to?
we gon’ party til we laid in graves
sweat out our doobie braids and waves, and scream “hey-hey-hey yo”
that groupie made her way
cause when she seen the whips and chains
she started talking ’bout she ready to be made a slave, c’mon

(chorus 2: fabolous (2x)
this is my party
so get fly if you want to
get high if you want to cause i know you want to
put your hands up as high as you want to
and if it feels good scream “hey-hey-hey yo”

(verse: fabolous)
i don’t know about y’all
but we doin’ it over here
all the gl-sses got liquid that brewin’ it over here
cigars got somethin’ sticky that’s glueing it over here
ladies movin’ it over there, movin’ it over here
i can fit a few in the rover’s rear
we havin’ a good time, don’t ruin it overs stares
you see why we asks-s to see id
cause girls’ll do anything for some vip access
me i relaxes (easy) cause i’m used to ballin’
you could tell that these guys need practice
but if it was a problem then i would confront you
you saying “no” but your eyes say “you want to”
hard to picture that papi snooks, pigeons and chop up crooks
i ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up look
would you believe most these b-tches would bop us shooked
their -sses pokin’ out like them pictures in pop up books

(chorus 2)

(verse fabolous)
oh yea! it’s off the richter scale
hate will get you, put in coffins quick as h-ll
if the ladies would show it off and thick as h-ll
for my hustlers knockin’ off them bricks as well
and everybody, up north that’s sick in jail
i probably feel y’all, send you all of the flicks in mail
the street family speed off six sl’s
all them chicks’ll yell “hey-hey-hey-hey yo”
shake your gl-ss back and forth to mix it well
shake your -ss back and forth as quick as h-ll
and just from lookin’ at them thighs from the front view
girl i know that these guys say they want you
i wake up in the same clothes from yesterday
same hoes from yesterday
lightin’ clips of the same dro’ from yesterday
had hang-overs yesterday
you ain’t mistaken we in benz’s today
but we had them range rovers yesterday

(chorus 2)

(ourtro: fabolous (to fade)
yeh-yeh-yeh-uhhh…….
yeh-yeh-yeh-uhhh…….

- fabolous lyrics

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