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letra de translucencioous - true

party, party with bacardi
party, party on bacardi

[ verse 1: true ]
skills and -ssets
to side a side all bets
upping all the antes
with more regrets
with every pound of food i have ever bought
coming at you with every word i ever thought
training to harness, the carnage
to throwing all the garbage at the family parthage
a houseboat going around the same castle moat
a crocodile invested lazy river
they say dictators
aren’t givers, but i already lost my liver
i once was at a party
where clay akion
was making bacon
you straight up faking
that takins was ever snikat
i may be tripping
so i may be mistaken
fantasy of a room full of panties
victoria secret is that she only wears grannies
i hate p-rn with trannies
or eli mannings
don’t ever try to take waffle bots’ pot
you’ll get shot
or caught snoop lion
a cheetah without its spots
[ hook ]
right, right, right
fight, fight, fight and party all night
we’re gonna fight, fight, fight

[ verse 2: true ]
freeze it and tease it, boredom slams, tuff clams, alb-m cuts, and bottomless b-tts, for endless blunts, the intricate signs for a syndicate, that moves when you’re into it, more than a blade, to invade
persude the shade to invade, the pig tails are for braids
t-ssels are worth the h-ssle, don’t be a fool stay in school, there is a glitch to this pitch, i’m digging something smaller than an irrigation ditch, like my own grave, cuz i’m brave, enticing new s-x slaves, pretending i’m some dude name dave, who doesn’t like to shave, i got a direct approach, with my eggs poached, a yin and a yang who likes to bang, bring me back the zen, with a pad and pen
getting flirty with a squirter, don’t worry i’m not gonna hurt her, i’m trapped at fort knoxs with some hard knocks
i’m the last member of the wolf pack to get a triple stack
bend back
quess what chicken b-tt?
i just found the middle of no-where on a map

[ hook ]
right, right, right
fight, fight, fight and party all night
we’re gonna fight, fight, fight

[ verse 3: true ]
the woes, with bad hoes wearing old clothes
debaters, doubters, daters and masturbators’
and haters
there’s a flamingo at this party
verify on the words to get high
imagine quest love, gets pulled from its roots
this desert oasis, is takins us places
to no nothing parties, under no name, where we trash sh-t and its not gonna be the same
looking for the glory hole with a ten foot story pole
i have conversations all alone, when i’m stuck at home
do you ever wonder, about the sound of thunder, before it hits you deep down under
i was stuck in france with a story book romance
the sinners and grinners, family dinners with winners
pretend till the end, the road doesn’t bend, walking down high noon, for the saloon with my new baboon
set out to be the most controversial mc, without a bout in me, all the doubt they see

[ hook ]
right, right, right
fight, fight, fight and party all night
we’re gonna fight, fight, fight

- true

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