stalley - party heart lyrics
party heart
(feat. rick ross, 2 chainz)
[hook]
the music gets into my party heart (party heart, party heart)
now i’m just ready to go right before the party start (party start, party start)
girl i’m not gon’ break your party heart, girl i’m just letting you know
because we ’bout to party hard
i hope you ready to go
[verse 1: stalley]
outside slamming chevy doors…
rims tall as john salley though…
gold chains, mainly figaro..
and one of them rolex links
mr t necklace, slick rick rings, diamonds dancing through the night
pregamed all day, waiting for the night
i’m on the tree, she on ketel one and sprite
told her take it light cause later on gon’ be tight
6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, stars and the stripes
spangled banner cameras and the lights, stars out tonight
red carpet life, standing on them couches, blowing clouds at bouncers
spilling champagne on my trousers, it’s a party all around us
[verse 2: rick ross]
me and lebron got the same whips
me and dwayne on the same strip
me and wiz burn the same piff
me and stalley need the same pick
me and meek bone the same chicks
me and wale rock the same kicks
contract like i play for the knicks
my crib look like i’m still playing with bricks
my chevrolet shines like a marble floor
baby keep it raw, have you modeled before?
fontaine bleau, club liv, gold bottles galore
we can party hard in exclusive couture
starting at your toes and i’m travelling north
down south boy, diabolical boss
hermes belt, spent a g for it
the g5 ready for a d’boy
[hook]
[verse 3: 2 chainz]
you know i like to party hard, hard, hard
use a glock for my bodyguard, guard, guard
throw it to my dogs, now it’s far-fetched
i be on the block with ron like ar-test
n-gg-s saying that they ’bout it but i’m ’bout this caper
d-mn near got carpel tunnel trying to count this paper
met a girl named jamaica but she from decatur
got a brother with the work, trying to get my cake up
had a crib with the lake when i was 24
bought rims for the car off of
n-gg-s round the city, they have been exposed
if you really getting money then it’s really dough
i’m on the phone with a b-tch that say she wanna smoke
click on the other line, this b-tch say she really broke
man what gives? i got ideas, they don’t wanna listen
all you gotta do is pay t-thes and pay attention
i wanna thank god, for this permission, with this intention
[hook]
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