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french montana - party ain’t a party lyrics

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[chorus: french montana]
party ain’t a party less you f+ck the whole crew
bringing henny and bacardi, and bring the smoke too
don’t be cuffing hoes, ngiga, let the b+tch through
and uh
and uh
party ain’t a party less you f+ck the whole crew
bring the henny and bacardi, and bring the smoke too
don’t be cuffing hoes, n+gga, let the b+tch through
and uh
and uh

[verse 1: french montana]
my hand in the bucket, her hand in my pocket
see me going down, now shawty wanna joc it
and uh
see me in the drop, and uh
sh+tted on that b+tch like cat litter
in the drop top, finna let the top drop
[?] top drop
never [?] ghost rider
know a n+gga rolling, f+ck a ghost writer
please your honor, don’t f+ck my timе up
only got [?] know [?]
i’m uh
need 7 0’s, [?]
break down with my coke boy [?]
[verse 2: big cheeze]
big numbers on thе v, take a look inside
these n+ggas bent up out of shape, like some crookid eyes
[?] been the same since [?]
jewls on, [?] cream
that’s a [?]
racks, i be holding some
n+gga out of line, have the paramedics pick him up
it ain’t locomotive, she let me run a train
party and bullsh+t, that’s all on a n+gga brain
cocaine, certified
have you n+ggas bleeding in your ride
we see the games from a different angle
that’s why the stones in these chains all star spangled

[chorus: french montana]
party ain’t a party less you f+ck the whole crew
bringing henny and bacardi, and bring the smoke too
don’t be cuffing hoes, ngiga, let the b+tch through
and uh
and uh
party ain’t a party less you f+ck the whole crew
bring the henny and bacardi, and bring the smoke too
don’t be cuffing hoes, n+gga, let the b+tch through
and uh
and uh
[verse 3: chinx]
[?] i know you heard about that coke boy movement
word on the street, we the hottest n+ggas moving
now get your friends and come over to v.i.p
shots of patrone got her dancing right in front of me
she tryna f+ck with me, but my eyes on her friend
two stepped my way to the b+tch, and told her let’s get it in
she put her hands on me, [?] how she love my sh+t
chinx [?] b+tch
and he a coke boy, so get in tune with him
we f+ck with freaks, [?] going to the moon with him
meaning we taking off, [?]
but you gotta f+ck every coke boy, that’s right

[verse 4: flip]
money overflowing, i’m sunk in the deep
probably with your b+tch, getting sucked like some t++th
n+gga hang it up, in the closet with the clothes
[?] like a finger in they nose
coke boys popping rose, sour o’s, getting money like
i get fly
i get high
off the loud
a party ain’t a party til we in it
and i got [?] weed when them seeds in it
snow bunny on the road, doing the speed limit
f+ck the game, my [?] i’m taking [?] in it
i want shorty with the long hair, think it’s weeve in it
hit it in the coupe, on the low, the v tinted



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