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letra de party - z-ro

yo hey, yeah come here girl come on, uh..

[hook – 2x]
who wanna party party, these hoes acting naughty
they wanna get with it, or they wanna f-ck somebody
and so you know how i do it, you better ask somebody

[daz]
i pick winners, let me see you come in first place
i’m like the rabbit and turtle, see it’s a long race
you get to shaking and moving, working and hurting
you slapping it up and you bruising, and girl it’s curtains
shake your booty, leave my hand
and d-ck print in her, and i go up in her
she get managed, like the asian wanting spanish
and you know i got to have it, put your mouth on me baby
get to f-cking, and baby girl can’t manage
she can’t stand, her -ss bigger than the whole d-mn planet
she don’t look to better, like janet
but she’ll do, and we’ll do
it’s just another day, a b-tch in my bed
the same b-tch, she be giving me head
and when the b-tch, make a n-gg- just c-m
find out hoe, that you ain’t the one

[hook – 2x]

[cl’che]
you wanna party party, see me act naughty naughty
and get me twisted off that lime, vodka and bacardi
you wanna see me now, or you wanna see me later
smoked out, in the back of your navigator
so let’s party party, young playa playa
i don’t mean to stare, but what you sw-nging there
i like to get it crunk, i’m tal’n bout pulling stunts
don’t be shy break me off, in the front of the club
you know, you wanna f-ck
you know, you wanna bust a nut
so come on baby, why don’t you give me what you got
break me off a stack, and you can see this p-ssy pop
and if you front, you get’s no love
cl’che’s looking for a thug
you with that ladi-dadi, but i’m a hottie hottie
then daz dilinger said, you better ask somebody

[hook – 2x]

[z-ro]
b-tch you, ain’t nothing but a greasy split
open your p-ssy hole for me, don’t tease me b-tch
i’m put to put this log on you, from michigan to pamona
long as i got a rubber, z-ro gon bone a broad a day
when i hit it, she gon injure her ankle like hardaway
doggy style, come out and come back from a yard away
punish the panocha, i’m going south
do that thang with your mouth, and i’ll be hard all over
look how they jock me, when i’m rocking the stage
on that x and i’ma hit it, like i’m c-cking a gauge
i’m like em with hair down they back, or rocking the braids
they love my d-ck, and want me to stay in they cot for the day
but i got bidness to handle, and paper to chase
finish sucking my d-ck, and then get your -ss out my face
it ain’t nothing personal, but i don’t love you hoe
you got some bomb -ss p-ssy, but you got to go

- z ro

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