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letra de party in the telly - getbusy jt

[intro: 2td_jt & getbusy jt]
yeah, come on (come on)
heh (come on), heh (come on)
heh, okay (come on, come on, come on, like, gby)
blow the switch up off the telly
left a hole up in his belly
on they block, that b-tch got litty
make this song turn up the city
b-tch, i’m turnt with micro mizzy
left him there, that boy look sh-tty
it’s a b-tton up on this glizzy
i spin so much, b-tch, i feel dizzy

[bridge: 2td_jt]
yeah, i spin so much, b-tch, i feel—
okay, come on, come on
yeah

[verse 1: 2td_jt]
all he heard, “he better duck”
throw my body up off the truck
heli on me, that b-tch gon’ buss
he wit’ dukes, don’t give no f-cks
who is you? you not wit’ us
shake that ass, a bouncy b-tt
off that don she tryna f-ck, i’m tryna turn her into a sl-t
i likе the way she move hеr b-tt
left and right, and throw it up
he heard the switch, what made ‘em duck
bro on point, he double clutch
where the opps? let’s send it up
we caught his ass, he out of luck
baow-baow (brrt), he heard that b-tch and he was f-cked
blow that b-tch up out the coat
charlie kirk, it hit his throat
we hit his block, that b-tch got woke
come here, b-tch, come use yo’ throat
she look at me, d-ck make her choke
she in my bed, i f-ck her slow
b-tch, you can’t stay, can’t cuff no ho’, yeah, okay
[verse 2: getbusy jt]
sprayin’ sh-t with my fn, he got spanked up with that ten (brrt-baow, uh-huh,-uh huh)
don’t feel the ruger, give me gen (right, right)
ksubi jeans on with my timbs (right, uh-huh, b-tch)
don’t try to run, you not gon’ win, could spit some sh-t without a pen (come on, uh-huh, gby, gby)
this micro drac’ commit some sins, nah, f-ck that sh-t, make you ascend (ahh)
might pull up, make yo’ party stop (like, yuh)
got the ruger with the glock (b-tch)
b-tch, come over, give me top (what?)
(what?) might pop this pill at 9 o’clock (uh-huh, uh-huh)
that sh-t wetter than a mop (what?)
like, come here and make it drop (what?)
and she get turnt, got that on lock (what? haha, baow)
i’m tryna make that p-ssy pop (baow-baow, brrt)
n-no rihanna make it work (brrt), and that sh-t fat, come make it twerk (riri, yes)
when i eat p-ssy (yuh), go berserk ‘cause i like flavors, let me slurp (yes, yes)
f-ck you all night, i don’t need perc’s (yuh), wan’ l!ck and taste you like starburst (yuh, uh-huh)
i carry semi’s (what? uh-huh), n-ggas lurk, she think she bad, but she not her (at all, at all)
got that sh-t on, n-ggas flee (uh-huh, uh-huh)
ex a lame, that can’t be me (uh-huh, uh-huh)
put on diamonds, get that glee (uh-huh, what?)
his mans died and now it’s beef, b-tch (n-gga, what?)

[verse 3: l4krazyyy & getbusy jt]
c-come throw that ass up on a youngin’
i’m the realest in this b-tch, you try to rob me, you gon’ die
man, you thought this sh-t was sweet?
i’m the type to blow that heat
call jt, bounce out wit’ glee
i’m the freshest on my team, b-tches lookin’ left and right
b-tches lookin’ left and right
b-tches lookin’ left and right
she want some d-ck, she clutch my pipe
man, shawty thot, man, she be goin’
why this n-gga talkin’ crazy on my squad? like, he be hoein’
shawty runnin’ from that d-ck, i’m like, “lil’ b-tch, where you goin’?”
feel like yb, parade inside my city, you know what i’m totin’
ask about them lil’ n-ggas from down a block, man, they be scorin’
ay, stop flexing on the ‘gram wit’ that lil’ b-tch, you not gon’ blow it
shawty hangin’ out the window, shakin’ ass, know how to throw it
ay (know how to—), ay (know how to—), b-tch (know how to—)
know how to throw it, come over here put that p-ssy on a n-gga
k-know what you doin’, yo’ b-tch blowin’ up my line, she laid up with me in this b-tch
yo’ guns good, but our guns bigger
b-tch, i’m a feen to blow that trigger
baby, come and have a smoke up with my n-ggas
we be sparking in this b-tch, our guns be barkin’ like a b-tch
you run up, get hit with some sh-t
she tryna make the draco twerk, she gon’ hop out let it squirt
pop out cuts, let that b-tch burst, ay
[outro: l4krazyyy & getbusy jt]
ay, that b-tch freaky, l!ck my d-ck just like a lollipop, b-tch
ay, ay, ay, don
that b-tch freaky, l!ck my d-ck just like a lollipop (uh-huh)
deadass (he said what? come on, come on)
(uh-huh, uh-huh, like, gby)

- getbusy jt

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