Issa party at da crib
Gotta get it how u live
Issa party at da crib
Gotta get it how u live
Issa party at da crib
Now Don’t you love when issa mood? Yeah errybody do
Got ya body rockin we ain’t even knockin da boots
Stop what ya doin, ima need hands in da Urr
A little sway of da hips, hallelujah she can twerk
And it lit, Durags and wigs on tilt
If you ain’t poppin sweat baby come over chea
We got some games on deck to put a pep in yo step
I see you bad but you ain’t bad enough for dis belt
Im at ya grill, and trust that I cook with impatience
Burnt don’t hurt, my BBQ melanated
Errybody celebrating we good over here homie
At da tip top, invite only
Issa party at da crib
Issa party at da crib
Gotta get it how u live
Issa party at da crib
Gotta get it how u live
Issa party at da crib
I was raised by da ParkinLot Pimpers and Whatchamacall Itters
Bag me a jawn headset on call center
Where I’m from you bring some or yo dawg can’t enter
You gotta pullup to da party with spades and dark liquor
Like I’m ghetto, "rata-ta-ta" lil fellow
Here to have fun not judge get out ya mental
Gimme paper and a pencil lemme run dat
Party hot as H words and double digit jump jacks
Shorty got dem cakers and ima need dat contact
Gotta watch for party crashers tryna bring a gun back
Can’t kick it wit no Debbie downers, ima have to give you a punt
Then get back to my vibe wassup cus it’s a party at da crib
Issa party at da crib
Gotta get it how u live
Issa party at da crib
Gotta get it how u live
Issa party at da crib