SPOT - Party Girl lyrics
(SPOT) She my party girl, white girl wasted/ She a gong show, yup, here's a hit, baby take it - ahh/ How that feel, baby girl we high/ Ditch ya' man, he a lame, can I sub in for a second?/ I'm flirtin' with bad b**hes like I did it in detention - and she mentioned/ "Oh my f**in' god, look at Spot and Ess!"/ Gangsta b**h, wanna pop some X/ With her nine out, she wanna pop my ex/ Ashley, Mary Kate, two queens, and they triple ace/ Full house, I'mma win Today, ménage à trois, I'mma hit it babe/ Paris Hil, Lindsay Lo, Dom Pérignon, she sip it slow/ Get in the coupe, get in the door, go for a "Cruise", take Katie home (Holmes)/ My ride or die like Left Eye, right hand on her left thigh/ She like that in the X5, Beamer, that's what I call s** drive/ That Louis sh**, Gucci sh**, she take it off like a nudist b**h/ Romeo and Juliet, them George A. Romero movie sets/ Ain't a home wrecker, I demolish that sh**/ Got a quarter of a bottle left, polish that sh**/ Y'all sayin' you love eachother, made her promise that sh**/ Now she cheatin', and she tweetin', "Oops, oh my - whoo girl, what a weekend!" (HOOK) She my party girl, white girl wasted/ She a gong show, yup, here's a hit, baby take it - ahh/ How that feel, baby girl we high/ Like la-la-la-la-la-la/ She my party girl, white girl wasted/ She my party girl, white girl wasted/ She my party girl, white girl wasted/ She my party girl/ (SETH KAY) Look... I say if you don't give that a** up you gon' have to owe me/ And if you say my name they gon' tell you that's the homie/ Girl I heard you got it, but you gon' have to show me/ Everywhere you go you can tell 'em that you know me/ I'mma have that O.E. mixed up with that lime - ah/ She don't mess with that malt liquor she fixed up with that wine - ah/ She finished that bottle, now its time for them shots - shots/ I swear this girl is fire I should stop, drop, let's roll/ Cause she my party girl, come on let's party girl/ She said "Why ain't you call?" I said I'm sorry girl/ I said I been busy girl, I said I meant to girl/ You keep on sweating me, but I'mma let you girl/ Because that a** so big - a** so big/ Make a young man wanna have your kid/ But if I do that, half your sh**/ Them white girls telling me I rap so sick/ That's no sh**, shiiit/ I ain't even really mean to smash yo' chick/ My team so popular/ It's that Three Six, no mafia - I'm just sayin'/ (HOOK) She my party girl, white girl wasted/ She a gong show, yup, here's a hit, baby take it - ahh/ How that feel, baby girl we high/ Like la-la-la-la-la-la/ She my party girl, white girl wasted/ She my party girl, white girl wasted/ She my party girl, white girl wasted/ She my party girl/ (ESS) Ay, are you faded girl? What up tho, sh** is cut-throat/ Type that don't ever give a f** tho/ And b**hes love me to the utmost/ So that's rose pedals in my blunt smoke/ Commas, zeroes, more dollars/ Same way I chase my vodka/ Temper like her dad but her waist like her mama/ Gold chains, gold rings, that's her armor/ Bitter over love, bitter over life/ Bitter over b**hes that'll never be a wife/ Wanna cop a benz, then you better know the price/ Cause my homies in the bank like we pulling off a heist/ With Polo tees I'm buyin'/ Fresh sh** - no crease, no iron/ b**hes that's known for lyin'/ Overseas man she be flyin'/ Just to get that D inside 'em/ Anything for E inside 'em/ Bust a nut, then we deny 'em/ sh**, Spot and Ess man we be smilin'/ All up in her hair like the scent of the indo/ Spent dough, top down like the windows/ Pop pills, vitamins - that's Flinstones/ Bam Bam boy, did it for my kinfolk/ Uh - more heart than the Hitman/ Hennessy got her leanin' like a kickstand/ No guitars but she sick with the licks fam/ Sundays in my palm like a Christian/ (GRAFIC) Yeah I had this awesome chick, that always did some awful sh**/ One night she got so tossed and blitzed, sniffin' c**aine off my dick/ Breathe baby, exhale/ A couple shots, get some weed and some X pills/ So give me the party girls, the ones that don't have any care/ The ones that take they clothes off and say you can put it anywhere/ I can put it anywhere? "You can put it anywhere"/ No need to tell me twice, I'm ready - yeah/ I had this Christian chick, who was messed in the head/ Always preaching to me about heaven and hell/ I told that b**h shut the f** up, and get in the bed - and stop/ Spreading the word and start spreading your legs, b**h!/