Scotty ATL, IamSu!, B.o.B - Nun But A Party lyrics
[Scotty ATL, IamSu!, B.o.B - Nun But A Party lyrics]
Two tone paint on the Cut, dog
Whole lot of flood in my cup, dog
Mama cooked the fish and grit's
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 grit's
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 grit's
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 grit's
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
Whole lot of flood in my cup, dog
Mama cooked the fish and grit's
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 grit's
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 grit's
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 grit's
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