TipToe - We Just Came to Party lyrics

[Intro: 40 Glocc] Light up that marijuana Pa** me the bong Fill up my cup Fill it up with Patron Suuuun [Verse 1: Sun] We just came to party And I'm feelin' good I got the Remy for any women that's feeling loose Your man grillin' and he just up on my tennis shoes I think we met, we gettin' checks like (???) You see her shinin' with diamonds, gla**, a swimmin' pool All the women drool, when they see the linen j**els The way you drifted by, it really got me in the mood Take me to the room and blow me up like a inner clue [Verse 2: Village Boo] I just came to party Pulled up In my old school, with the naughty Valet park My sh**, next to 40's TipToe) In the Coup, he look sporty (He ridin' three piece) And I'm tryin' to leave tonight, with at least three freaks Hit the room, you know, until I skeet, skeet I hope these clowns in here ain't tryin' to start beef Cause that'll be the reason that n***as kickin' your front teeth [Hook: Eminem] We just came to party We ain't comin' hear to Start sh** with nobody Girl, we just wanna see ya Work that, work that, body With ya man lookin' like He, can murk somebody We just sipped a little Bit too much Bacardi He done tripped into this Cup, and spilt it on me Now, he's startin' on some sh**, this with the naughty He's about to get the sh**, kicked, (???) out of him [Verse 2: TipToe] I don't got no time for these n***as that's playing games I don't take it as a diss unless you sayin' my name I'm a bad influence, I smoke weed in front of kids I crack a bottle open and ask 'em If they wanna swig I'm the bad guy that touched your wife TipToe ain't nothin' nice I rob Benz's and still sport a gang of ice We gettin' money, we ain't trippin' off you ho n***as Cause if we want you, we'll come show up at your show, n***as [Verse 3 Jayo Felony] He 'bout to get the sh** kicked the f**ed out of 'em They call me 1 Shot k**in the Crips is lovin' 'em I split his f**in' Head for the pushin' and shovin' 'em So crazy I hara** and embarra** him in public 'em Just sayin' Hit a stick that get a guerilla pissin' me with that is Crip I could get sick as I wanna get, cause you know I'm the sh** Never sound like an amateur, I damage n***as' brains This buster Came to be a party pooper, I'm insane [Hook] [Verse 4: Niqle] Got a couple of handguns, feel like my block is ready And I'm livin' it Thug Life, like I was Makaveli and n***a, this Zoo Life, n***a, I ride for it I'll die for it and do federal time for it I'm a inglewood n***a just had me angry brother I am starting g**ning because of my favorite color I done flip the whole brick I'm flippin' this c**aine Got socas in line, dancin' like it's Soul Train [Verse 5: 40 Glocc] The party don't pop off, unless we pop up in it If the drama jump off, the first to dive up in it Infamous/G-Unit it, baby, Shady, Aftermath I done started my own sh**, Zoo Life about to crack Bloods and Crips, they love me (I get my point across) Bang on the n***a that's phony ((???) sauce) Pick up the phone with the police And he was tryin' to kick it, but n***a's got cold feet YAH! [Hook]x2 [Verse 5: 40 Glocc] ZOO LIFE! INFAMOUS! G-UNIT! SHADY! AFTERMATH! BIOTCH!