Grove St. Party - feat. Kebo Gotti [Explicit Album Version] lyrics

by

Waka Flocka Flame


Grove Grove Street, flocka!

I gotta a whole lot of money, b*tches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin'

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk
Rollin' a lot I'm trying to get f*cked up

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

I step in the club, rollin' on that loud sh*t
My weed keep your security saying be quiet
My bread startin' a riot, your girl getting excited
Hold on wanna try it, I'm like why not try it
My swag they wanna buy it, my juice they wanna try it
Club going stupid, when I oh lets do it
Chu ain't gotta chew it, juking and she moving
Grove street villain n*gga who you killin'?
Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million
Jackson's to the ceiling that's how we ballin'
You know that I'm rollin'
Throwing up the mean bread
Now I'm bout to meet her in the club with a heater

I gotta a whole lot of money, b*tches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk
Rollin' a lot I'm trying to get f*cked up

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

A party ain't a party til I walk in it
Lime green flap match the fitted and the linen
Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted
Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'
I'm rollin' like a mothaf*cka I'm a roll out in this motherf*cker
I'ma roscoe dash it I'ma bout to show out in this mothaf*cka
My jewelry game on frost about to snow out in this mothaf*cka
Ay flocka get them burners lets pull out in this mothaf*cka
Ay mothaf*cka what the hell is you rockin' for run up on me and my squad
No that shouldn't be an option so
Somebody betta let you know I suggest that you let it go
This is grove street party safe n*ggas hit the exit door

I gotta a whole lot of money, b*tches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin'

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk
Rollin' a lot I'm trying to get f*cked up

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

Rollin on them leaves, you can do the lean
Blowing on that loud perp, pass that bobby brown back
The hood got my f*cking back, the streets I'm not duckin' that
Please step the f*ck back, grove street yes we are back
Hood plus I'm n*gga rich, every ghetto feeling this
20 on my right wrist, 30 on my left wrist
100 on my neck iced out for my respect
20 f*cking 10 I'ma blow the whole check
In the club flex, after party flex
You know how we ball, all I know is ball
Every dollar in my pocket I'ma spend it all
When a n*gga die they gon' say shawty raw

I gotta a whole lot of money, b*tches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin'

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk
Rollin' a lot I'm trying to get f*cked up

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

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