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skyl3r – party and party lyrics

[verse 1: skyl3r]
ready for the back story? i’ve got a backboard ten fold ready#ready#ready for your head hoe
black broads, all black on black with black leather lined on black
fishnets lined with cash, fishnet black with a side of my hoe blah
old#old#old hoe left me, b#tch thought that i’d rewind the chapter
she didn’t know till she saw a video of my d#ck in hoes 10 fold her calibre
b#tch isn’t paid in my calendar, stop calling cut!, to rewind the camera
rewind is amateur, i’ll remind the butler, to
not let her in for a penny cent or anything, cause i’m too busy f#cking a queen from the back of her
stacking up cash on her back, passing the coke from her lips to her ass
i do not know whether this is a phase, or if i am upholding a mass
addiction like the day comes, i flush my system, wake and bake up with the dt shaking
on bed barrel to the head, on a mission, depressed, pull up, wake up dead, lead injection
i’m the epitome, they want me dead, i don’t salute with a gun to my head
party and party and party till death, party and party and party i said
they cannot touch me, i’m so hard to get, my life is partly while they all depressed
they wanna copy? i make ‘em embarrassed, they wanna copy? i’m changing the trend!

[hook: skyl3r & robmokot)
party and party and party and party and party and party and party till death
to party and party, party and party, to party and party
party and party and party till death, party and party and party i said
to party and party, party and party, to party and party

[verse 2: robmokot]
we party and party, like cardi on cardi, colombian white
on somebody body, i’m talking body on body, i’m ready to box like a wild cat
fear no line but i’m all that, we poppin’ molly and still no signs that i’m on that
fear no man but i do know god gone come back, she poppin’ molly on molly
so many drugs, she wants to party and party i got no gas for the
two way street that i’m on, two more days and i’m gone, like how many days in a month?
i live a month in a day, how many days do you want?
to party and party, party and party, to party and party
i hear a drop on a couple of beats, i’m thinking of dropping a track every week
so many b#tches gone hate on me dog but all of them n#gga is weak
i came party and party, if you hear a banger don’t worry about it
the fact you don’t get it, i got it, i got it and you won’t do nothing about it
no questions about it don’t ask me if i really got it, don’t ask if i’m really bout it
no talking about it, i came from the land where them n#ggas is really bout it
that trigger make a gun stutter, everybody born gutter
i’m just playing mandela, mun don’t cry but mun still fed up
voodoo make a n#gga mad hakuna matata
that is the only problem that we have

- skyl3r lyrics

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