LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSlumber Party (Feat. Gucci Mane)
Banana boat full of blowBanana clip to cut ya throatBanana dro, come take a smokeBanana diamonds, yellow stoneHeavy snow, that berry blowThat cherry coke got stupid doughPlenty mo', you think I booked aHundred, shows I'm selling dopeI'm into wishin rolling kushinSippin lean and burnin piffYou gotta fifth, I gotta pintYou took a shot, I took a sipI plead the 5th, ain't saying shitGo get my lawyer, get him quickSpent 80 grand to beat a caseI whipped it like my purple whipI call a hit like Sosa didThem killas blitz ya house ya monkeyI got so much jewelry on meStill you can't take nothing from meHook it up, I cook it upAnd get some head while rolling bluntsWater paint, water stainI'm lookin' down, she lookin' upBeamer truck, I rim it upSpent 80 thou', 400 stonesShe suck a dick while rollin' bluntShe keep the boss man bustin' nutsI get it off, she get it upMe and her both can't get enoughWe in the goat, I'm in the ghostI'm tryna beat that pussy upWelcome to my private partyMore hoes than a bachelor partySmoking, drinking, freakingShit can turn into a slumber partyYou can't meet my mama, uh-uhBut here you go, my number, shawtyWhen you feeling freaky, mamaWe can have a slumber partyA slumber partyMama, have a slumber partyYou can't meet my mama, uh-uhBut here you go, my number, shawtyWhen you feeling freaky, mamaWe can have a slumber partyWe can have a slumber partyWe can have a-yeahHer negligees are BurberryHer lingerie game very straightHer oral sex is very wetMy sex so great she gainin' weightI cook a cake, she cook a steakWe three estates, you Section 8Stay out her face, she hardly dateShe fuckin' Gucci, shawty, damn!Everyday's a ballin' dayJust yesterday we bought a lakeTomorrow bought us 2 Camaros'08 and a '68We trappin' fast with stupid cashSo rap on with your stupid assIt's Gucci Mane, no stupid assI keep on making stupid cashWelcome to my private partyMore hoes than a bachelor partySmoking, drinking, freakingShit can turn into a slumber partyYou can't meet my mama, uh-uhBut here you go, my number, shawtyWhen you feeling freaky, mamaWe can have a slumber partyA slumber partyMama, have a slumber partyYou can't meet my mama, uh-uhBut here you go, my number, shawtyWhen you feeling freaky, mamaWe can have a slumber partyWe can have a slumber partyWe can have a-yeahGot that Super SoakerPussy pop like Cola CocaPlus it's tighter than a chokerGot him smilin' like the JokerGot that ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-neLittle Mermaid on my linenWhen yo mama sleepin'You can call me and get all up in itBank rollsGet me all them pretty fursCause my pussy game coldWhen he hit it he say burrHe say b-b-b-b-burI'ma I'ma marry herAnd he p-lay with that purr (pearl)Like he strummin' his guitarThat's me, I am MinajI am Ni-Nicki MinajAnd if you want a ménageKeep a couple pretty broadsLook, head game busy busyMake a nigga dizzy dizzyBitch, I'm at that slumber partySippin on that frizzy chrissyWelcome to my private partyMore hoes than a bachelor partySmoking, drinking, freakingShit can turn into a slumber partyYou can't meet my mama, uh-uhBut here you go, my number, shawtyWhen you feeling freaky, mamaWe can have a slumber partyA slumber partyMama, have a slumber partyYou can't meet my mama, uh-uhBut here you go, my number, shawtyWhen you feeling freaky, mamaWe can have a slumber partyWe can have a slumber partyWe can have a-yeah
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