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Ayy, Ayy, ayy. Jump, jump. Jump, jump. Jump, yeah. Feels like I did so much dirt, I don't believe in karma. Ayy. Did so much dirt, I had to sleep With armor. Yeah, yeah. All these niggas fuck Around, someone better warn 'em. Might just roll up with that chopper, they ain't See it coming. And I ain't scared of shit, don't wanna see The honor. Just broke up with my bitch, I don't believe in drama. Yeah, But she for the streets, I don't even Want her. 'Bout to show her true colors, It ain't even autumn. Ayy, ayy. I got me some money, I needed a coupe. Needed a coupe. Ridin' alone, just me and my Dude. A nigga like me never needed a crew. A nigga like me never needed a shoe. I got a shooter, that pull the trigger and Hit your medulla. This that new bullet that you Can't maneuver. I got 'em droppin' right out of They Pumas. It wasn't a rumor. I took the chain and called him a Uber. I did a thang and copped the bazooka. Back in them days, I was scrapin' up change And would do anything just to get me some Mula. I'm sick and tired of these niggas callin' Me a seller 'cause I took a trip to The jeweler. And I just put a hundred on My wrist too. And yeah, I think I'm cocky 'cause I'm rich too. And yeah, I might just go up in your Bitch too. And call that ho my hooky like I skip school. I remember times we was kids Too. Just some youngins gettin' high, We was lit too. Ain't no limit to the Grind when I'm friends too. I got money on my mind and some bricks Too. I been drinkin' on my pain 'til I'm crawlin'. Ayy. Pour it 'til it's empty. Lil' bad bitch with me, she don't wanna go To sleep 'til the mornin'. Yeah. Mirrors on the sink, I been starin' at My face. I don't wanna be late to the Party. So much on my mind, but I do This every time. I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin'. I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin'. I don't wanna go to sleep, Rather do that when I'm dead and gone. Pop open some forty-two, she'd rather do the Ketel One. How she givin' me advice 'bout some shit That she ain't never done? Smokin' J's to the face, I can't be gettin' High with everyone. Left and crashed a Porsche, That's okay, bitch, I had insurance. Left and did some numbers, I came back and Bought a Urus. Said that all she needed from me was a Little assurance. She'll never find another man like Me even with a thesaurus. Got more trees than a forest. Charge two hundred K for the verse and another One for the chorus. Stackin' this money enormous. Bitch, you a thot if she gorgeous. Bitch, you a thot for sure, she give me That head like a walrus. Most these niggas sound the same these days and That shit garbage. Big bro told me, "Lil' homie, Just be you regardless." Came from them apartments, now you the owner of Them apartments. Lou, Celine, yeah, whole collection In your closet. Tryna pick out somethin' for this Party. I been drinkin' on my pain 'til I'm Crawlin'. Ayy. Pour it 'til it's empty. Lil' bad bitch with me, she don't wanna go To sleep 'til the mornin'. Yeah. Mirrors on the sink, I been starin' at My face. I don't wanna be late to the Party. So much on my mind, but I do this Every time. I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin'. I don't wanna go to sleep 'til The mornin'. I been drinkin' on my pain 'til I'm crawlin'. Pour 'til it's empty. Lil' bad bitch with me, she don't wanna go To sleep 'til the mornin'. Mirrors on the sink, I been starin' at my Face. I don't wanna be late to the party. So much on my mind, but I do this Every time. I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin'. I don't wanna go to sleep 'til The mornin'.
Joyner Lucas, Ty Dolla $ign — Late to the Party
«Late to the Party» — Joyner Lucas, Ty Dolla $ign. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:17. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
