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j5 oh - party and bullshit 5.oh lyrics

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[verse 1]
i’m taking it back to an older era
when they were kicking it oh so clever
you need me like aloe vera in the sahara
keeping you alive like a hobo’s sweater
predator, editor, not your average compet-tor
when’s better? a wrecka’, now or later, i crush sh-t whenever
on the regular, whatever the weather
i gotta make it rain, a shot of vodka for you pain
i’m hopping on the stage, and dropping hot stuff on the page
lyics fat man, i drop bombs
no tom-foolery they’re realer than saddam’s
some don jewelry, that’s all she got on
hop on, or walk off
you want the sweet? b-tch it’s all about the savory
white meat, tell the chef that its praiseworthy
ooh mommy, that’s some umami
did i come prepared? i got a few on me

[verse 2]
i dropped a set again while meddelin’ with medicine
jettison the lead my friend i’ll kick it from my head again
instead of letting tests, mess my zen, like estrogen
if my mind is jetting, i think with my meat-stick, venison
i’m genuine, the gentleman in the midnight cipher
always behind bars like a consecutive lifer
executive life has a price, no recycling, i’ll go green
stack dough with a pro team, we just bulking up, protein
i’m so clean, this just the come-up like a blow scene
a wet dream, its all about the c.r.e.a.m. like i was fourteen
but now its four tens, they each got four friends
that’s a lotta skins, each loses their importance
girl tryna dead me? i gotta ‘nother couple hitting me
go ahead, call me names, i’m a motherf-cker literally
she said, “oh please, be my friend” that mom was f-ckable
i said “i’ll be you ob/gyn,” you mrs. huxtable

[verse 3]
i love getting stupid, cause i’m so d-mn intelligent
you say you twisted, well i’m getting h-lla bent
uhhhh i’m better sober cause i practice drugged
at this club, i’ll shake your world, as if atlas shrugged
fat -ss attributes, i spot it if you got em
shorts are too long if i can’t see your pockets out the bottom
boy friend? don’t care, don’t act like lockets are a problem
i’ll have that leaf coming off like a tree out in autumn
i’m awesome, i’m bossin’ often
i’m under pressure, g-ssing, on my way to stardom
i’m far from, where i need to be
but recently, i’ve been moving speedily
ceaselessly, sowing words together seamlessly
hope to be talking to some b.i.g. fellas vis a vis

kick it, lets get this party started
bullsh-ttin till i’m dearly departed
i’m gunning like an army with bullets
a smarty on a pulpit, i just wanna (party and bullsh-t)



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