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where the party at - liltae2, 10ta lil a & tse e2 lyrics lyrics

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[intro]
(oh my god, tucc)

[chorus: liltae2]
she wanna know just where the party at
payin’ all my n+ggas ’cause they turnt, i never thought of that
the junkie hit a tester of the dope and had a heart attack
then found out the b+tch was h+lla friendly, now i’m fallin’ back
a pack of ‘woods, exotic and some drank, that’s my starter pack
been punchin’ in on every single beat, feel like we started that
and what you say on beats be h+lla weak, so how you call it rap?
it’s nowhere else to go but to the top, feel like i bought a map

[verse 1]
i said, and if i played in the eighties, would’ve dunked on shaq
told tae i’m finna swing this b+tch (yep), i’m finna watch my step (i said)
this n+gga pulled up v6 and said it was a scat
mad as h+ll that i just poured a four and my pop was black (huh, i said)
i tried to throw it on the scale (yeah) and i’ll rip my bag
sick as h+ll i tried to fight my dad and he beat my ass
i said, if you ain’t walkin’ here with us, you don’t get no pass
twenty thousand, it’s in all dubs, this is not my stash

[chorus: liltae2]
she wanna know just where the party at
payin’ all my n+ggas ’cause they turnt, i never thought of that
the junkie hit a tester of the dope and had a heart attack
then found out the b+tch was h+lla friendly, now i’m fallin’ back
a pack of ‘woods, exotic and some drank, that’s my starter pack
been punchin’ in on every single beat, feel like we started that
and what you say on beats be h+lla weak, so how you call it rap?
it’s nowhere else to go but to the top, feel like i bought a map
[verse 2]
i said shawty got some ass then i’ma throw some cash
n+gga, quit talkin’ ’bout that sh+t and just shoot your bl!ck
i know this b+tch mad i blocked her ass and she ate my d+ck
just pick a glizzy up and go and slide ’cause n+ggas not on sh+t
b+tch, go grab a gun and go and bust your stick
this n+gga really wanna k!ll me ’cause i f+cked his b+tch
with my n+gga tae, he threw the oop, that’s how he dunk that b+tch
it’s only up, get the f+ck out the way ’cause he not gon’ miss

[chorus: liltae2]
she wanna know just where the party at
payin’ all my n+ggas ’cause they turnt, i never thought of that
the junkie hit a tester of the dope and had a heart attack
then found out the b+tch was h+lla friendly, now i’m fallin’ back
a pack of ‘woods, exotic and some drank, that’s my starter pack
been punchin’ in on every single beat, feel like we started that
and what you say on beats be h+lla weak, so how you call it rap?
it’s nowhere else to go but to the top, feel like i bought a map

[verse 3]
he said this n+gga pulled up in a chevy, made him caught a flat
i’m on the west, i’m lookin’ for the j’s like where the party at?
i’m tryna shoot from down the street, you better duck your hat
i told this b+tch quit talkin’ when i’m talkin’, i am not your dad
i’m tryna bust it out the whip, i’m tryna dump my mag
i’m off this perc’, i’m in here talkin’ slow, i probably made your stash
it’s h+lla junkies in the bas+m+nt, i’m not gon’ brag
i got some wop and hit it with a two and i done dropped my bag



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