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letra de where the party at? - spike sedia

[hook]
case full of booze
and a pocket full of cash
my buddy’s double-d
and he’s paying for the gas
and i’m feeling kind of buzzed
but we need to get trashed
(but all we wanna know is where the party at!)
cause we’re feeling pretty good
but we started to sober up
i need a couple shots
cause the pregame wasn’t enough
but my crew is always ready
so we heading to the club
(but all we wanna know is where the party at!)

[verse 1]
this a must-win; with a couple tricks, i be stuntin’
midnight strikes, you gon’ turn into a pumpkin
they always claiming that they got the hottest chick
but when she hoppin’ on my d-ck, i don’ nut like dunkin’
these munchkins can’t compare to the flow
they gone with the wind; i think that i’m the heir to the throne
i’m badder than most; they coppin’ what i wear to the show
my sh-t’s rare like it never touched a pan or a stove
oh, your boy’s back with a grown-up style
the poster child; got a f-ckin’ kodak smile
the white boy from the bx, used to be a joke
till he dropped some dope tracks like hot needles and c0ke
and don’t provoke him; bust a p-ssy open
slay a f-ckin’ giant like david or hulk hogan
so potent, always the most important
you don’t get my lines, then what is you, meta-foreign? (yo no hablo)
this is borin’, where the party at? (where the party at?)
i wanna drink, but these b-tches want my autograph
quarterback? sorta. better yet i won the heisman
cause i’m gettin’ draft before any of the linemen
you old-timers need to worry ’bout the new kid
i make moves, you stay seated like stoop kid
you been stupid, sleepin’ on the music
now grab a f-ckin’ drink and let me show you how we do this

[hook]

[bridge]
where the party at? where the- where the party at? (x3)
aw yeah, there’s a party over here
where the party at? where the- where the party at? (x3)
it’s all cool, i’mma be there soon

[verse 2]
now i would walk into the club, but macklemore already said it
they used to call me “the starter”, i’m a younger andy pett-tte
i could walk up to a girl and have her sweatin’ like she runnin’
whisper a couple nothings and have her biting her tongue and
then i p-ss that honey off like a wingman should
cause i know my girl would probably cut that b-tch if she could
she with me for good; got her throwin’ shots with me
they try to steal her like jerricho cotchery
but see i strut around like i own sh-t
going to my head like a dose of ibuprofen
but f-ck it i’m the man, so i got a big ego
drop a couple stacks, buy the bar a f-ckin’ refill
and it’s k!ll or be k!lled, and good-fellas ain’t supposed to rat
but i suppose i’ll always meet a spider at a poker match
i light a match and i fight the ratchets and hoes
you listenin’ to the illest, you probably gon’ catch a cold
i’m on top of the bottom, but i’m only gettin’ started
it’s a party everytime i got my drink on
little bit of liquor with a ticker on the stopwatch
seeing just how fast we could shotgun or beer-bong
(yo, i got a fake id dawg) fake id dawg, j-kwon pop bottles
you better have some f-ckin’ spike up in your serato
a dj could make a wack party great
so give me the f-ckin’ tables, i’mma show you what to play

[hook]

[verse 3]
so i pull up to the frat house
bouncer at the door
i just downed a couple brews
i could pound a couple more
i toss the dude a twenty
get a band for us all
and i walk into the party like:
“d-mn, ya man’s home!”

[hook]

[outro]
where the party at? where the- where the party at? (x3)
aw yeah, there’s a party over here
so tell me where the party at? where the party at?
where the party at? where the- where the party at?
where the party at? where the- where the party at?
it’s all cool, i’mma be there soon
where the party at? where the- where the party at? (x3)
party on, party on all night
so where the party at?
where the party at?
where the party at?
aw yeah, there’s a party over here

- spike sedia

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