Nun But A Party - Scotty ATL, Iamsu!, BoB

Nun But A Party - Scotty ATL, Iamsu!, BoB

Год
2014
Язык
`English`
Длительность
356770

Below is the lyrics of the song Nun But A Party , artist - Scotty ATL, Iamsu!, BoB with translation

Lyrics " Nun But A Party "

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Nun But A Party

Scotty ATL, Iamsu!, BoB

Two tone paint on the Cut, dog

Whole lot of flood in my cup, dog

Mama cooked the fish and grits before I jumped off

Next stop, VIP, slicked up dog

Bad bitches pouring drinks, put your glass up

Make a toast to the niggas getting cash up

A lot of niggas alive, but I ain’t living

Trill niggas throw your hands to the ceiling

It ain’t nothing but a party

It ain’t nothing but a party, party

It ain’t nothing but a party

It ain’t nothing but a party, party

It ain’t nothing but a

Hold up, wait, yeah I’m tryna do that

I ain’t talking Texas when I say I’m tryna screw that

Taught getting money on the ground, yeah my crew that

Dark tint on it, pull up, nigga like: «who that?»

Born as a king, had a crown in the womb

You can feel a real nigga when they enter in the room

They don’t pat him down, get to the club just as soon

He an organized gangster, everything cool, let him in!

Ok, this is how the shit go

Sparklers come in, no guessing who this shit for

Major on the beat, getting lit with my kin folk

A-Town to Cali, keep it jumping like a '64

Seven feet tall, want the money like Manute Bol

Your money like Spud Webb

Piss drunk, looking for a freak

Still working on my two step

Two tone paint on the Cut, dog

Whole lot of flood in my cup, dog

Mama cooked the fish and grits before I jumped off

Next stop, VIP, slicked up dog

Bad bitches pouring drinks, put your glass up

Make a toast to the niggas getting cash up

A lot of niggas alive, but I ain’t living

Trill niggas throw your hands to the ceiling

It ain’t nothing but a party

It ain’t nothing but a party, party

It ain’t nothing but a party

It ain’t nothing but a party, party

It ain’t nothing but a

Magic City, ATL

Met a stripper named blue, she was thick as hell

I’m from the west coast, brick city

And everywhere I go you know the clique with me

I made a million in the 1−3

My girl thick enough to work at KOD

And all I see is Su mini-mes

I’m a month removed from 23

Finna go too far for the twofold

Balling out, I just need a hoop court

Swish, increase the pace like Paul George

Had some of the baddest on two legs on all fours

Run the state from the bay down to Los Angeles

And I bury these bars, I’m a barbarian

And they can’t handle the ball so they start carrying

Run it till I’m down under like an Australian

Two tone paint on the Cut, dog

Whole lot of flood in my cup, dog

Mama cooked the fish and grits before I jumped off

Next stop, VIP, slicked up dog

Bad bitches pouring drinks, put your glass up

Make a toast to the niggas getting cash up

A lot of niggas alive, but I ain’t living

Trill niggas throw your hands to the ceiling

It ain’t nothing but a party

It ain’t nothing but a party, party

It ain’t nothing but a party

It ain’t nothing but a party, party

It ain’t nothing but a

I pull up in something you’ve never seen

But I promise you’ll hear the engine

Fore you even know what street that I’m coming from

When I’m feeling cumbersome, I party till Monday come

I need a ghetto booty, preferably an onion one

I’m always the honest one

Can’t point a real nigga out unless you done humbled one

I’m always the blunted one

The type of dude to have the same team I did from the jump

And you the type of dude to just show up when the money come

(I'm here!) and leave when the money’s done

I’m fasting from fake niggas, consider it Rama-done

If we in the building, well it’s like there’s a special going

1 800 call a real nigga, the telethon

Hit us for help or something

Yeah, it’s all I know

East side Decatur white is all I dope

Yeah, it’s all I know

Pour my drank, Imma smoke my dro

Two tone paint on the Cut, dog

Whole lot of flood in my cup, dog

Mama cooked the fish and grits before I jumped off

Next stop, VIP, slicked up dog

Bad bitches pouring drinks, put your glass up

Make a toast to the niggas getting cash up

A lot of niggas alive, but I ain’t living

Trill niggas throw your hands to the ceiling

It ain’t nothing but a party

It ain’t nothing but a party, party

It ain’t nothing but a party

It ain’t nothing but a party, party

It ain’t nothing but a

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