Dizzy Wright - Reunite for the Night lyrics

This about to be a party
Tryna reunite for the night
This about to be a party

And we all like
What it do? It's good to see you
Na it's good to see you
Same girlfriend sittin' over
There lookin' cute
I'm glad you found your talent and
Your putting it to use and we all like
What it do? It's good to see you
Na it's good to see you
Glad you in town, I ain't seen you in a while
You been holding shit down
Keep making the city proud and we all like

Momma let us rent out the crib
Tryna reunite for the night
A couple bottles, everybody putting in on it
It's about to be a party for the price
Where the folks I ain't seen in a while?
Heard you had a child
Hope you turn that into a ring and a vow
Momma and the daddy ain't together
But they going through shit
Cause the momma caught the daddy
Sleeping around so she out
With the same homegirls that she
Used to call ratchet
Shut up Dizzy stick to rapping i know
I ain't mean it I'm just making
Sure you looking through your glasses
I love to leave my friends laughing
We all came through, lets toast, drank
And smoke dank
Uncle Chewy only used to the homegrown
He sat back when the bone-bone ran thangs
He would smoke blunts with my momma
While she did his cornrows
I'm just trying to bring life to the party
It's 2014 where yo mind at?
Where you used to be
We supposed to be beyond that
It's funny cause I'm still dodging contracts
Looking at my life through a peep-hole
Can't bring time back
Fuck it I'm a turn it with my people
Still moving at the right pace
Can't complain homie life's great

This about to be a party
Tryna reunite for the night
This about to be a party and we all like

Yo Hoppa run that back for me
I got something fly I want to kick

No flights, no drama, just fans
Before this I ain't never give a damn
Who got some coke? Cause I'm a
Mix it with some hen
Who got a swisher? I'm a fill it with a gram
We at a party at the house going ham
My niggas like damn you on MTV Jams?
Man that shit so cray
I be smoking to your music every day
Brother you don't understand
(that's the reason you my mans though)
Now we talking through a bottle
Reminiscing on Mr stellavato
Graduated school to give niggas
Something to follow
Cause you could be here today and
You could be gone tomorrow
Ain't nobody sitting on they own
Niggas singing songs playing beer pong
Its okay that we can't always
Do the right thang
Cause I heard a little laugh
Can make you live long
How 'bout you fuck off instead of
Trying to fuck up the day
Don't know who you trying to
Scare a wrong place
Since the trip in at the door
With the next door neighbors
Football with out the gear on
Hennessy damn near gone and
That explains it all
You better calm down and shake it off
Live by the three M's "Maintain, Mary Jane
Make Art" and enjoys your days off
Can I get a amen?

This about to be a party
Tryna reunite for the night
This about to be a party and we all like