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young gordo - party all night lyrics

[hook: young gordo]
southbound, h-town
do it for the city
got 3 b-tches in the back that’s always rolling with me
gotta get off hardy toll road
aye, what’s that party’s road, ho?
too much weed to drive in circles
you know i got that good -ss purple
and we gon turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up
we gon turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up
we gon turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up

[verse 1: young gordo]
new t, new jeans, gotta look my best b
all the baddest hoes gon’ be there, gotta pull atleast three
last year i blacked out around 3 a.m
too many headshots, you know what i’m saying
ain’t no party like one of these parties cause one of these parties don’t stop
i’m seeing double, tryna get your f-cking number, hold up lemme see you make that -ss drop
grab the salt, cut the lime, take a f-cking body shot
a few seconds on the keg-stand, is that all you got?
flip cup, kings cup, strip poker, who’s sober?
turn up every chance we get we’re only getting older
hoes couldn’t get no badder
beers couldn’t get no colder
dj play them bangers, swear that he could never do no wrong
girls dancing half naked talmbout “this my f-cking song”
and tonight i’m going undefeated at that beer pong
best believe you better take your shoes off if you too gone
but don’t be weak, we gon’ party all night long!

[hook: young gordo]
and we gon’ turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up
we gon’ turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up
we gon’ turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up
we gon’ turn up
southbound, h-town
do it for the city
got 3 b-tches in the back that’s always rolling with me
gotta get off hardy toll road
aye, what’s that party’s road, ho?
too much weed to drive in circles
you know i got that good -ss purple

[verse 2: young gordo]
pull up, rolled blunts
everywhere there’s red cups
i ain’t got no worries, tonight i’m getting f-cked up!
say what’s up to my people
see my ex, i thread the needle
i’ma do whatever cause tomorrow i won’t remember
i’m gon’ dance with a random girl, i hope she doesn’t lose her temper
let me find out you ain’t sipping
girl you must be f-cking slipping
hold up, wait a minute
put a little vodka in it
guy to girl ratio, that’s gotta be the least percentage
one time for the city everybody put your gl-sses up
all y’all single ladies better get your f-cking -sses up
let me see you work that thing
let me see you twerk that thing
let me see you drop that -ss like you wanna hurt that thing
spark it up then p-ss the bud, cause you know that’s all love
no need to be greedy, there’s enough to feed the needy
shout out biggie, shout out jay-z
they done showed us how to do this
so we party every weekend vibing out to they music

[outtro]
said we gon’ turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up
we gon’ turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up
we gon’ turn up
shiiit, i’m sweating like a motherf-cker

- young gordo lyrics

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