Samyo - How To Party lyrics

[Chorus] How you gonna tell me how I'ma party Pa** me a drink, and hit up the homies No, no one else No, no one else Only bring yourself It's our way, it's our way [VERSE 1] Less oblivious, more so serious (yeah) Something you thought music would never see again (well) A silly lightskin that makes your girl curious Better hope she's not mad or on her period (ha) I ain't a f**boy but i dont give a f**, boy Building empire higher then you with Tinkertoys (woah) Me? gameboy, slash Mattel race cars Wheels hotter then Doc hittin' 88 on Mars (marty!) Ain't a gangsta, just a nerd with snapback Still got my Ancient Mew card, holographic (what) Vinyls of Eminem & Michael Jackson Design master, straight edged as a pastor (amen) Oh lord, save my place for rapture (amen) Polaroids, capture moments with snapshots Another shot a liquor spilled on your wristwatch You stay slipping like squeaky boots on a sponge, bob (woopla) Ha! you shocked? you seemed surprised man How about Obama in high chair How about 8 points, Dallas, Lebron James How about MTV seeing my face [Chorus] How you gonna tell me how I'ma party Pa** me a drink, and hit up the homies No, no one else No, no one else Only bring yourself It's our way, it's our way [VERSE 2] A focused kid (whaa) A vocalist, the top seat is as open as the ocean is (ohh) I'm hoping that you notice it, back it up It's the Greysock baby, that's what's up (hey) Where we blasting Monks, out the back of the trunk Caught a smoove little grove in that plastic cup Now that's what's up, the breeze matching me naturally Dispatching these 2 for 20s in the back of an Applebees (*archup!*) Winking at the waitress, hara**ing the faculty And Im an athlete, perfect role model (hey!) Trying get bigger than Rosie O'Donnell (*uhh!*) Pockets still slimmer than my chances at the Lotto (damn) Stop though, give me the microphone, Ill make it happen Told my momma Ill be rapping while shes sitting home relaxing (hey) Fact is, the team is now popping like a zit (eww) And making it is a must like the arm of my pits I ain't rapping, Im just reading off a cue card (haha) Came in the game, taking shots like a two guard (yup) My attitude is pa**ive (yup) Im shooting more in practice (yup) Lifting more til my arms get macho like a savage [Chorus][2x] How you gonna tell me how I'ma party Pa** me a drink, and hit up the homies No, no one else No, no one else Only bring yourself It's our way, it's our way