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letra de b.o.t.p. - world's fair

[intro]
look, i told shorty i never heard of cupid, had a one night stand with who medusa used to be, and i paved the way for lotharios and do some phantasmagoria upon every chromosome. – – – party tonight?

[hook] (x8)
it’s your party! we at your party screaming “f-ck your party!”

[verse 1: nasty nigel]
i slide through the door, with e&j, that’s company for my liver
3 or 4 for the guest spots, i just don’t give a
thought i wouldn’t [?] your function without my n-ggas
catch us in your green room, drinking up your liquor
out here, our reputation is queens, f-cking your sh-t up
got the hiccups, on the richter, after frame-knocking your picture

[verse 2: prince samo]
leather jackets all zippered up, f-ck around and get zippered up
just a grown–ss man sipping liquor out of sippy cups
b-st-rds of the party, where’s my father, n-gga i don’t know
i’m f-cking up the party that you corny n-ggas down to go
f-ck around, shut it down, fat b-tch bend over, bustin’ out
finna bust an ounce, till her p-ssy wide open
skeet so much, they call her billy ocean
then i’m the bad- -ss- bully- gone- wild- as-
[?], slapping security, swinging billy clubs
this your party? we at your party screaming “f-ck your party”
that’s your father? i’ll fight your father screaming “f-ck your father”

[verse 3: cody b. ware]
i keep my mind twisted like double dutch, this h-rny [?], i’d love to bust
fantastic, magic, super savage, average crews can’t f-ck with us
get the cold shoulder, no jacket off, in pumps, i’m fast to ball
kobe fur all mastadon, could you picture our triathlon?

[verse 4: jeff donna]
have to ask your mom, young vagabond, gone before she wake up
you’re friend bout to get ate up, and its late out, don’t wait up
you better pay up, i be in the cut and the life of the party still
trynna make a ho faint, if i show restraint, cause your b-tches hardly will
what up?

[hook] (x8)

- worlds fair

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