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slimmy b – throw a party lyrics

[intro]
these n+ggas h+lla funny cuz
n+ggas talking ’bout they looking for me
mike made the 808’s
man you n+ggas eyes must be closed n+gga

[chorus: slimmy b]
i heard they looking for me, it ain’t hard to find me (find me)
really in the field we don’t funk on ig (on ig)
suckas wanna do me cold ’cause a n+gga icy (icy)
it’s all in a b+tch face she say, “please don’t blind me” (don’t blind me)
tryna make my b+tch a billionaire like kylie (like kylie)
don’t leave with ten bands that sh+t don’t excite me (excite me)
he told me that it’s funk ’cause i f+cked his wifey (his wifey)
throw a party when we put a sucka on a white tee (a white tee)

[verse 1: slimmy b]
throw a party when we put a sucka on a white tee
she know i’m that n+gga ain’t no other like me
track.2’s cost a band naw these ain’t no nike
bullets flying out that ‘k make a n+gga fight these
how you sucka n+ggas dissin’ rapping on my type beats?
i was lost up in these streets i let this .40 guide me
lose a load and take a load and that’s just how this life be
either you tellin’ or you not, n+gga ain’t no “might be”
n+gga ain’t no fighting me
when it’s fifty in this .40 cal
boys get behind me hit the gas, i ain’t slowing down
and i done got so deep up in these streets, it ain’t no folding now
see a sucka whip this glock out and watch me blow ’em down
bands falling out my pants, she wanna blow me now
bust a nut and then i cut, we ain’t going rounds
throw a opp up in the wood i guess we blowing loud
remember i was broke with no bands? b+tch i blow ’em now
[chorus: slimmy b]
i heard they looking for me, it ain’t hard to find me (find me)
really in the field we don’t funk on ig (on ig)
suckas wanna do me cold ’cause a n+gga icy (icy)
it’s all in a b+tch face she say, “please don’t blind me” (don’t blind me)
tryna make my b+tch a billionaire like kylie (like kylie)
don’t leave with ten bands that sh+t don’t excite me (excite me)
he told me that it’s funk ’cause i f+cked his wifey (his wifey)
throw a party when we put a sucka on a white tee (a white tee)

[verse 2: daboii]
b+tch keep asking me am i gucci, b+tch i might be
b+tch i’m young and turnt, i spent $200 on this white tee
boy them diamonds foggy, wouldn’t hit against some high beams
what the f+ck i spent up on this fit? sh+t like a light three
why these n+ggas acting like they? man never mind
i just hit the b+tch and kicked her out, i’m like, “who next in line?”
you want her from the back, or the back? b+tch what’s your preference?
how the f+ck them n+ggas in your playlist? they don’t never rhyme
heard that you be out here cuffing hoes, boy you arresting b+tches
and you left a hickey on her neck? she out here necking n+ggas
h+ll naw i can’t show up to your club, can’t bring my weapon in it
diss me on a song, you got a day, boy make your best decision
d+mn i miss my n+ggas every day rip the fallen thugs
he start all his beef up on the net, that’s what you call a thug?
how the f+ck is y’all the money team? y’all boys ain’t saw a dub
f+ck suckas, b+tch that’s all it is and that’s all it was
[chorus: slimmy b]
i heard they looking for me, it ain’t hard to find me (find me)
really in the field we don’t funk on ig (on ig)
suckas wanna do me cold ’cause a n+gga icy (icy)
it’s all in a b+tch face she say, “please don’t blind me” (don’t blind me)
tryna make my b+tch a billionaire like kylie (like kylie)
don’t leave with ten bands that sh+t don’t excite me (excite me)
he told me that it’s funk ’cause i f+cked his wifey (his wifey)
throw a party when we put a sucka on a white tee (a white tee)

- slimmy b lyrics

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