Lyrics Party Animal - Ghetts, Jerome Price, Kano

Party Animal

Champagne in my throat
For every day I was broke
I’m getting bread
So I be raising a toast, I’m like «Cheers!»
«Here's to the years there weren’t a reason we could celebrate (The good life)»
Weed so loud I need a hearing aid
Whenever we roll out, man ah regulate
Bread, bring the seagulls round, check the resume
She know G-H-E-double-T-O's ego’s like Nino’s
But anyway
Gyaldem are surprised when they see man on the dance floor
Like why, what d’you think I’m in the dance for?
Now I gotta tell a black beauty I’m a dark horse
Knightrider, I let the car talk
Party animal, ain’t no rest for the wicked
And I am bad like Mike was
Black gloves, white socks
Leather jacket with the zips, my gosh
All the freaks so chic
Stepping out, living large like party animals
And we get so deep
Mandy ain’t letting me sleep, party animals
All the freaks so chic
Stepping out, living large like party animals
Where the waitress?
There, line 'em up
Jaegerbomb, tequila, line 'em up
No beef, so cuz, you bought a knife for what?
My nigga looked like Puffy but we shined him up
Ask about me
A dance without me?
It’s like Bad Boys without Mike Lowery
Beenie Man without no Bounty
So Solid Crew without no Audi
All-black everything type of affair
Black creps, black hooligans
C63 outside
A black backseat, two black Nubians
Feeling like I’m Caesar, gyaldem call me Julius
Party animals, ain’t no rest for the wicked
And I am bad like Mike was
Leather jacket, black gloves
White socks with the loafers, my gosh
Bottles with no sorrows
Surrounded by models without morals
All my niggas macks, no Donald’s
We be living like there ain’t no tomorrow