Cody B. Ware - B.O.T.P. lyrics

[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** 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***as Catch us in your green room, drinking up your liquor Out here, our reputation is Queens, f**ing your sh** up Got the hiccups, on the richter, after frame-knocking your picture [Verse 2: Prince SAMO] Leather jackets all zippered up, f** around and get zippered up Just a grown-a** man sipping liquor out of sippy cups ba*tards of the party, where's my father, n***a I don't know I'm f**ing up the party that you corny n***as down to go f** around, shut it down, fat b**h bend over, bustin' out Finna bust an ounce, till her p**y wide open Skeet so much, they call her Billy Ocean Then I'm the bad- a**- bully- gone- wild- as- [?], slapping security, swinging billy clubs This your party? We at your party screaming "f** your party" That's your father? I'll fight your father screaming "f** your father" [Verse 3: Cody B. Ware] I keep my mind twisted like double dutch, this horny [?], I'd love to bust Fantastic, magic, super savage, average crews can't f** 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**hes hardly will What up? [Hook] (x8)