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at the party feat kid cudi pharrell williams

Travis Scott

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at the party feat kid cudi pharrell williams

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YeahWe were just there at the party, she was drinkin', prollyShe serious, not sorryThat's when she just hit it hardly, started feelin' godlyNear death, mm, outta body (uh-huh)We were just there at the party (what? Eugh)We were just there at the party (what? Hot)We were just there at the party, she was drinkin', prollyShe serious, not sorry (shh, shh)That's when she just hit it hardlystarted feelin' godly (shh, shh, hot)Near death, mm, outta bodyWe were just there at the party (what? Shh, shh, hot)We were just there at the party (what? Shh, shh)(Hot, hot, hot, hot)Got it sewn up (up)Just a nigga creepin' on dub (dub)Tequila in my cup (up)Drink it all, never get enough ('nough, ooh)Bottle, gotta raise it on up (up) , nights in my leatherNiggas gon' learn the four letters (yeah)Walk in, not many better, members of the rage (yeah)Now I just flip another page (hot, hot, hot, ooh)Then I'm out in Paris with my baeshit is not the same (hot, hot, hot, yeah)Nigga never plan (shh)Walked and I failed and I crumbledknew I was a broken man (shh)Bleed in the scene, I can achieveWhat I dream, full steam on the humboldtalways think of virgilI was always hit with the no-noGave no fucks, on the normal (uh) , yes, I'm different (uh)Everybody wanna talk shizzittill they get punched in the lizzip (bitch)You's a punk-bizzitch (up)I don't give a fuck what they saycleveland city roots (aroo, who)Anybody else get looseWhen I get it in, tripped on shroomsAnd I'm screamin' out: Fuck themRunnin' with the troops " (fuck 'em, yeah)I'm a top-notch nigga you ain't ever seen (yeah)You ain't happy with your lifeyou need to make a dream (ooh)Off a movie set, dog, it's another scene (yeah)'Cause the uh so good, she don't wanna leave (ooh)Just a lover in the night life (yeah)Baby love me, better get it, that's a stick, right? (yeehaw)Said she wanna swim in night vibes (yeah)I can put you on, ma, dealin' with a king (yeah)We were just there at the party, she was drinkin', prollyShe serious, not sorryThat's when she just hit it hardly, started feeling godlyNear death, mm, outta bodyWe were just there at the party (what? Where you at, nigga?)We were just there at the party (what?)We were just there at the party, she was drinkin', prollyShe serious, not sorryThat's when she just hit it hardly, started feeling godlyNear death, mm, outta bodyWe were just there at the party (what? Let's go)We were just there at the party (trav, woo)I was just there at the functionHad this shit bumpin', vivienne westwoodwith the buttons (yeah)I went no limit with the budgetP in the cutty, had the hoes heavyon the money (woah, woah, woah, woah)Took her right down to the dungeonWildin' in the nightwe ain't leavin' out till it's sunny (it's lit)Heavy outside, how it's lookin' (ooh)baby not a rookie (ooh)Hit the backdoor when they book meJust need you to remember four lettersIt's fake and the love (love)That's why the rage live forever (ever)Hot in a comme des sweater (hot) , baby, cool me off (hot)She gone get a top, yeah, you dig it? (hot)Switch on the Glock like a widgetI was in the party, told them bring it back when they get itStars in my rolls and my fitted (mm)I be blowin' loud, you be lovin' mid, yeah, admit itI need a psht that can dance (yeah)Good with her hands, and know the plans in advance (yeah)And she cummin' fast, like a cheetahBut she not a cheater'Cause I'ma have to run from a cheater (skrrt, skrrt)Lockin' up the heart in a freezer (yeah)Gotta keep it cold, he cold, he cold (cold)Cacti, mix it with tequila (hot)Take it all at once, I'ma have to leave with a— (man)We were just there at the party, she was drinkin', prollyShe serious, not sorryThat's when she just hit it hardly, started feeling godlyNear death, mm, outta bodyWe were just there at the party (what?)We were just there at the party (what?)We were just there at the party, she was drinkin', prollyShe serious, not sorryThat's when she just hit it hardly, started feeling godlyNear death, mm, outta bodyWe were just there at the party (what?)We were just there at the party (what?)
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