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All The Parties (Feat. Chief Keef)

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All The Parties (Feat. Chief Keef)

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AyyAyy, ayyGrrYeah, Jason got money that glow in the darkHit up the dawg like I'm OVO MarkWalk-in closet, got more Chrome in than StarkForty K a night to sleep at the MarkGuess it's time for me to cover the sharkMe and KD 'bout to turn up the artFuck you hoes, I swear I'm breakin' your heartIt's brokenI bought the house just to knock that shit downI bought the Rolls just to take it apartShe bought an ass, now she makin' it archDoctor's office was the last time that you niggaseven had your name on a chartShawty graduated, playin' it smart (Ayy, yeah)Used to be a smartyUsed to wanna study, now she poppin' AddiesShe at all the parties, T'd up with 3HunnaShe just did her body, she in love with SosaGirl, you such a thottieAyy, Sosa, babyUsed to be a smartyUsed to wanna study, now I drop the addyAnd she at all the parties, T'd up with 3HunnaShowin' off her body, she in love with SosaGirl, you such a thottie, ayyMoney on my mind, I'm rackin' my brainShout to Lil' Palestine, she with the gangShout to lil' from Foxwood and JaneShout to lil' Izzy, she work as a stewardessI should probably go and get her the Plain JaneFree Baby M out the shackle and chainMe, my evil twin, we one in the sameShout to Machine from the Wood, free 17 from the LaneR. I. P. smoke, it's a shame, I'm bumpin' 'em all in the RangeI love all y'all niggas the sameI wish this was back in the day, for realForty deep in the East EndWe call it swimmin' in the deep endMy bitches playin' PND and themThe shorties only listen to WeekndThey archin' back and makin' knees bendAnd they ain't graduate but they geekin'And they live in a crib with a cheap rent, yeahAnd I wish I could dead all the beefin'And I wish I could dead all the dissin' deceased friendsI wish we could be friendsProbably sound like I'm preachin'The city might sleep in some peace thenBut it's not realisticWhat's realistic is money that we spendWe coppin' cars like policemenWe heavy guys like obese menI keep showin' love to the streets andIt's still free the guys till they free men, yeah, yeahAnd it's 6, our town a dead end worldEast End boys and West End girls, yeahEast End boys and West End girls, ayyUsed to be a smartyUsed to wanna study, now I send the addyAnd she at all the parties, T'd up with 3HunnaShowin' off her body, she in love with SosaGirl, you need a hobbyThis is the starchild, A. K. A. dj Pooper ScooperWhat's on top of the house? RoofWhat's in the top of your mouth? RoofWhat's Babe name? RoofWhat do a dog say? RoofWe comin' to tear the what off? RoofThey raise your tax, we raise the roofB. A. R. K. radio
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