lirik lagu dom kennedy – my type of party remix
[verse: tyga]
f-ck it, straight up
versace chain hunna thousand, make channel chains look lousy
i just bought a ferrari, and you just bought some air jordan’s
that’s for all you bloggers, i’m f-ckin’ the b-tches that you bloggin’
went goyard r-t-rded, and my vvs is flawless
i’mma big n-gga like wallace, truthfully you ain’t honest
talkin bout the numbers you profit, i get college money without college
you still own student loans b-tch, how you drive nice cars, no home b-tch
now a days n-ggas just wanna world star sh-t, don’t start no sh-t won’t be no sh-t, b-tch
always stay with some molly, shout out to molly mall
50 thou at the cr-p table, i’m about to bet it all
i like the p-ssy wet, and i like her weave long
i’ve been on road so long, n-ggas think they puttin’ on but when i’m back home
done
[hook: dom kennedy]
yo girl got a cute face
her friend got a nice body
and they just wanna have fun
this my type of party
20 b-tches in the lobby
there’s plenty b-tches in the lobby
and they all drinkin’ they smokin’
this my type of party
[verse 2: dom kennedy]
back in this b-tch early, taco tuesday on thursday
do it big like i’m percy, money talks, ya heard me
i got hoes in new jersey, tastes like strawberry hershey
we went to the mets game, i wore my strawberry jersey
she said nah baby don’t hurt me, -ss look like it could murk me
smokin’, drinkin’, and rappin’, what you doin’ i’m workin’
her p-ssy wet, i’m surfin’, she met a n-gga in person
daiquiris, no virgin, racks on me i’m splurgin’
labels think i’m urban, f-ck you and your suburban
f-g-t-p, (what’s that) f-ckin’ girls thats persian
waste money on purpose, chicken wings from church’s
i told her i’mma cheap date, she said nah baby you was worth it
[hook: dom kennedy]
yo girl got a cute face
her friend got a nice body
for real she got a nice body
i think she’s doin’ that karate, aye
20 b-tches in the lobby
there’s plenty b-tches in the lobby
they all drinkin’ and smokin’
this my type of party
party (6x)
this my type of party
[verse 3: juicy j]
turn up
bad chick gimme some of dat brain, trippy mane smokin’ like a runaway train
maybach coupe and i left it plain jane, bought another bentley and i did the same thang
pimped out, topped out, ridin’ round town wit a hollywood b-tch bout to smoke a whole pound
gettin’ higher than a m-th-f-ckin sp-ce shuttle, and i like my sprite dirty like a mud puddle
bring her to the crib, she can f-ck the team
on some adderall, and a cup of lean
all this louie i got on, dope boy fresh
and my weed so loud i think im goin’ deaf
penthouse suite, on the top floor
taylor gang ballin out, got the top score
party like a rock star rollin up good, and you p-ssy n-ggas hatin’ cause you wish you could
[hook]
yo girl got a cute face
her friend got a nice body
and they just wanna have fun
this my type of party
20 b-tches in the lobby
there’s plenty b-tches in the lobby
and they all drinkin’ they smokin’
this my type of party
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