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letra de don’t kill the party (coast 2 coast) - ty dolla $ign

[intro: ty dolla $ign]
(i-i-i—)
turnt, yeah, turnt, yeah, turnt, yeah (i-i-i—)

[chorus: ty dolla $ign & tyga]
turnt up, i’m way too geeked
come get your girl off me
the drank been callin’ me
don’t k!ll the– don’t k!ll the–
don’t k!ll the party, please
i’m up, so pardon me
she swear she wet for me
when i push up, i part the seas (ha)

[verse 1: tyga]
b-tches, they follow me (yeah)
my hoes gon’ f-ck for free
old n-ggas gotta pay that fee (yeah)
king n-ggas, you put an ace on me
ecstasy, sp-cex on me
draw a line, no tricks on me
drop the lace put your face on me
diamonds chains, got eight on me
like ah, ah, don’t do that, it ticklе (nah)
sickest chain, yeah, my icicle (sick)
you and your friеnd, let me get in the middle
pink tootsie, got the pink on the swivel (yeah)
in miami, she snort a whole brickell
new tits, yeah, she play with her nipple
got the groupies, i’m a solo n-gga
i f-cked the b-tch, free promo, n-gga
[chorus: ty dolla $ign & fenix flexin]
turnt up, i’m way too geeked
come get your girl off me
the drank been callin’ me
don’t k!ll the–, don’t k!ll the–
don’t k!ll the party, please (hoo)
i’m up, so pardon me (hoo)
she swear she wet for me (hoo, hoo)
when i push up, i part the seas (b-tch, b-tch)

[verse 2: fenix flexin]
she tryna f-ck, i’m way too geeked (i’m geeked up)
in a uber, tryna suck a n-gga d-ck, she like, “please, please”
go and pass that molly, try the pink (skrrt)
at the ritz-carlton, i came penthouse suite (came penthouse suite)
geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked (geeked)
i’m geeked up, she a tweaker (geeked up)
tryna kick it with the otx geekers
to us, she a bop, bop, bop, not a keeper (geeked, geeked, geeked)
yeah, that pack just landed (pack just landed)
the plug is speakin’ spanish (español)
yeah, that dope gettin’ stepped on, n-gga, voila
we gon’ make them b-tches vanish
that’s a magic trick
she in her feelings, mad she can’t have the d-ck (she can’t have the d-ck)
told her n-gga, “quit callin'”, he can have this b-tch (quit callin’)
bootin’ up, boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up (bootin’ up)
this b-tch gon’ blow a n-gga high, l’ll be mad as sh-t (ayy, ayy)
[chorus: ty dolla $ign & fenix flexin]
turnt up, i’m way too geeked (n-gga)
come get your girl off me (huh, huh, huh)
the drank been callin’ me
don’t k!ll the–, don’t k!ll the–
don’t k!ll the party, please
i’m up, so pardon me
she swear she wet for me
when i push up, i part the seas

[verse 3: ohgeesy]
it’s a mansion party and i’m in here with ty
fifty b-tches in the room, fifty b-tches outside
fifty more on the way, fifty more up in line, it’s a vibe
shoreline mafia, dolla $ign
got one rule, don’t blow my high mdma got a n-gga sky high
she got a face card and the sh-t don’t decline
4:44, babygirl, we aligned
she wanna go, go, go
go home right now
if you love me, f-ck me in the club right now
put this molly pill on your tongue right now
you can rock my chain, man, it cost a hundred thou’
hit the dream hotel after we hit tao
finish up on your face, let me get you a towel
staff keep knockin’ ‘cause the weed too loud, yeah
[chorus: ty dolla $ign, juicy j & quavo]
turnt up, i’m way too geeked
come get your girl off me
the drank been callin’ me
don’t k!ll the–, don’t k!ll the–
don’t k!ll the party, please
i’m up, so pardon me
she swear she wet for me (yeah)
when i push up, i part the seas (yeah, quavo)

[verse 4: quavo]
ooh, she got an attitude
with an ass on her, please pardon me (she bad)
ooh, she got some hips on her
when she walk past me, it’s a sight to see (godd-mn)
it’s a lil’ ecstasy, just pace yourself respectfully (g6)
she said, “it’s the s-x for me”
quavo got the bad b-tch recipe (uh)
i’m finna make me a b-tch (b-tch)
then i’ma make me a clone (clone)
she liked to get geeked with e.t. (get geeked)
she ain’t never makin’ it home (she gone)
lil’ freak turned to a leech, i’m outside peelin’ your b-tch off me (pull it)
she stuck on that pint, she a fiend (fiend)
i pulled out my mic then she screamed (ah)

[chorus: ty dolla $ign, quavo & juicy j]
she way too geeked
come get your girl off me (come get her)
the drank been callin’ me
don’t k!ll the–, don’t k!ll the– (woo)
don’t k!ll the party, please
i’m up, so pardon me (go)
she swear she wet for me
when i push up, i part the seas (yeah, ho)

[outro: juicy j]
man i’m geeked up, man i’m geeked up
m-man i’m geeked up, man i’m geeked up
m-man i’m geeked up, m-man i’m geeked up
m-man i’m geeked up, man i’m geeked up

- ty dolla ign

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