Travis Porter - Party Time lyrics

[Travis Porter - Party Time lyrics]

We gon party, have a good time
We’re gonna live our life to the fullest
No regrets, no rewinds
Check your watch, it's party time

I got ten minutes to get ready
Got nine bitches on my line
Bumping 8Ball and MJG
Smoke a seven just while I ride
Then I pull up in a six
Give a lil' homie a high five
Then I pull up four three, two, one let's go

Party, party, party, party, party, party
Put your hands up if all
You wanna do is party

I ain’t gotta check my watch
To know it’s party time
Baby know we party like this all the time
Drinking liquor straight like we
Done lost our minds
Early in the morning it's a quarter to nine
Get up, get up
Jumping up it's so cool like what
These niggas don't turn me up
Ain't nothin' to but get fucked up
Drinking it all like shot shot shot
Fuck the list stay shot shot shot
Gotta crib spot spot spot
We bout to turn it up
Get on the floor, get turned on
Drink a little more, get fucked up
Get on the floor, get turned on
Drink a little more, get fucked up
Yeah, we got these ladies
Taking their clothes off
We gonna party party party till it goes off

We gon party, have a good time
We’re gonna live our life to the fullest
No regrets, no rewinds
Check your watch, it's party time

I got ten minutes to get ready
Got nine bitches on my line
Bumping 8Ball and MJG
Smoke a seven just while I ride
Then I pull up in a six
Give a lil' homie a high five
Then I pull up four three, two, one let's go

All we do is party
Travie, turn it up a notch
Swisher Sweets in my pocket
I'mma blow the whole box
Chain gang swanging, hoes in amazement
Now we in the mansions and
We came from the basement
Half a ticket, bitch I spend it on fashion
I got some grounds that
Shipped from Los Angeles
Flyin’ through the city bumpin' 8Ball and MJ'
365 ho we ball like MJ 18k on a rainy day
Ten minutes I be gone taking a plane away
First class with a model
Yeah like no tomorrow swimming in the money
I got on my Gucci goggles

Party, party, party, party, party, party
Put your hands up if all
You wanna do is party

Yeah, we got it shaking like a bag of peas
But make this fucker jump like a trampoline
Yeah, and if you’re here put your hands up
Fuck it, put your cups up, nigga gonna jump
What what what what
What the hells you talking about?
Man, I’m hungry as a bitch
After party at waffle house
Man, I’m getting plays with my brother MGK
Now we party all day
You might jump up off the stage
What what what what
What the hell are you doing, dawg?
You ain’t a partying like us
And this song might ruin yall
Swishers for the blunts
Puttin' liquor in the punch
Gettin' pretty bitches drunk
And we waking up for lunch

We gon party, have a good time
We’re gonna live our life to the fullest
No regrets, no rewinds
Check your watch, it's party time

I got ten minutes to get ready
Got nine bitches on my line
Bumping 8Ball and MJG
Smoke a seven just while I ride
Then I pull up in a six
Give a lil' homie a high five
Then I pull up four three, two, one let's go

Party, party, party, party, party, party
Put your hands up if all
You wanna do is party

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