2 Chainz - Day Party lyrics
Tauheed Epps
[2 Chainz - Day Party lyrics]
Yeah, day party at my crib, you invited
Day party at my crib, bring a lighter
Don't be going out by the
Deep-end if you can't swim
Ain't no lifeguard, yeah, I'm a trife God
Yeah, I'm a Drench God, yeah
Hit up this park
Yeah, you gon' need work, yeah
You gon' leave work
Yeah, you gon' need work, yeah
You gon' leave work
Yeah, I'm in and out of the ville, yeah
I got a profit to get
I get to licking around
I get to pointing at bitches
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, what?
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, yeah
Day party at my crib, you invited
Day party at my crib, bring a lighter
BBQ, no key cools, no cheap shoes
Good sea food, good beach food
Should teach schools shit been cooped
Cathedral, unequal, illegal
I go to Gucci to mingle
Got 'em high notes like a singer
I make a left, hit the blinker
Hublot or the AP, both of 'em cost 80 piece
Mealtime, y'all can barely eat
I'm wired up, I can barely sleep
Told y'all niggas, most y'all niggas
Showed y'all niggas
Coach y'all niggas, broke y'all niggas
Smoked y'all niggas
Choked y'all niggas, poked y'all women
Had them chickens covered like Tabasco
Bales of weed down the
Street from the pasture
Got a garage filled up with Caspers
Me and my scale live happily ever after
Yeah, you gon' need work, yeah
You gon' leave work
Yeah, you gon' need work, yeah
You gon' leave work
Yeah, I'm in and out of the ville, yeah
I got a profit to get
I get to licking around
I get to pointing at bitches
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, what?
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, yeah
Day party at my crib, you invited
Day party at my crib, bring a lighter
Day party at my crib, bring a lighter
Don't be going out by the
Deep-end if you can't swim
Ain't no lifeguard, yeah, I'm a trife God
Yeah, I'm a Drench God, yeah
Hit up this park
Yeah, you gon' need work, yeah
You gon' leave work
Yeah, you gon' need work, yeah
You gon' leave work
Yeah, I'm in and out of the ville, yeah
I got a profit to get
I get to licking around
I get to pointing at bitches
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, what?
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, yeah
Day party at my crib, you invited
Day party at my crib, bring a lighter
BBQ, no key cools, no cheap shoes
Good sea food, good beach food
Should teach schools shit been cooped
Cathedral, unequal, illegal
I go to Gucci to mingle
Got 'em high notes like a singer
I make a left, hit the blinker
Hublot or the AP, both of 'em cost 80 piece
Mealtime, y'all can barely eat
I'm wired up, I can barely sleep
Told y'all niggas, most y'all niggas
Showed y'all niggas
Coach y'all niggas, broke y'all niggas
Smoked y'all niggas
Choked y'all niggas, poked y'all women
Had them chickens covered like Tabasco
Bales of weed down the
Street from the pasture
Got a garage filled up with Caspers
Me and my scale live happily ever after
Yeah, you gon' need work, yeah
You gon' leave work
Yeah, you gon' need work, yeah
You gon' leave work
Yeah, I'm in and out of the ville, yeah
I got a profit to get
I get to licking around
I get to pointing at bitches
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, what?
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, yeah
Day party at my crib, you invited
Day party at my crib, bring a lighter