Cl'Che - Party lyrics

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** 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 dick 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**ing, and baby girl can't manage She can't stand, her a** bigger than the whole damn planet She don't look to better, like Janet But she'll do, and we'll do It's just another day, a b**h in my bed The same b**h, she be giving me head And when the b**h, make a n***a just cum 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 swanging 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** 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**y 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**h you, ain't nothing but a greasy split Open your p**y hole for me, don't tease me b**h 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 co*king a gauge I'm like em with hair down they back, or rocking the braids They love my dick, and want me to stay in they cot for the day But I got bidness to handle, and paper to chase Finish s**ing my dick, and then get your a** out my face It ain't nothing personal, but I don't love you hoe You got some bomb a** p**y, but you got to go [Hook - 2x]