Party Supplies - Pepe Lopez lyrics

[Produced by Party Supplies] I got the '89 Firebird Guns like Wyatt Earp Before I do business I want to know the buyer's worth Fast forward '98, Mark McGuire shirt I eat dessert while your b**h flirt (Uhh) Ship work to a Mick out in Pittsburgh When you're focused, strict terms are never misheard Shift gears, schhherrp Twist Earth Lift the Nerf sh**, I got a lot of nerve Catch me on the run with a Nevada nurse Rambo knife in the Escada purse Lestor Diamond in the face, chase I'm in the gray 8 Restaurant, I order rabbit like a Playmate Suede snake, crocodile silk Barely legal Brazilian mami all on the quilt I twist a b**h like Wilt, built I spit the sh** the people feel, uhh, yeah Let me take it out to Coney Island, uhh Drinking 40's out in Rockaway, uhh Jones Beach Field 6, uhh Out in Deer Park, peel whips, uhh Flushing Meadow Park sh**, uhh Barbecues with the Mexicans Get my muthaf**ing drink, man Damn, this is Bam Bam This is about to be some sh** Blue Chips 2, b**h (Owwww!!!) We so muthaf**ing out here (Owwww!!!) I wear a bib all muthaf**ing day [Sample] Muthaf**a, you knocked my teeth out! Hey, Sticks, come on!