| Ain’t nobody gonna be the one the wanna run up in the honda
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| Ain’t nobody gutter gotta hunna kroner for the cover, peanut butter but I never
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| bother with a rubber
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| Bet I get another mother gaba, bae father, no clubber, white trash and I hate
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| summer
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| Everybody leave the houseparty tryna be barnie, Barbie, sorry, not going
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| clubbing
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| Yeah, rather just stay here, cheap beer, motherfucker I’m DJ
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| Replay eazy, no G, hey man I been around the block and believe me
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| You don’t gotta go out tonight man I gotchu aight, here’s an app better swipe
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| to right
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| No dresscode to impress no, and I don’t fight a random in the restroom
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| Hook:
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| They know (they know)
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| I don’t wanna go out (I don’t wanna go out)
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| Fuck it I am broke (so broke)
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| And I don’t wanna go out (I don’t wanna go out)
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| Rather just stay at party
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| Rocking Bacardi, not the city, I don’t feel it, ya don’t get it
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| I’m sorry, but I rather have it without traffic and dummies
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| Ya can call me in the morning, cause houseparty’s over clubbing
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| I’m buzzin, so I can sit upon a chick and plug in my trumpet
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| MV never buy nobody drinks I’m bumping some Compton
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| Then they forget about a kid and dumping their husband
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| End of discussion
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| I sit upon the sofa so fucked, soma soaked in a double cup
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| Hold up, can I get a double shot, roll up, ain’t nobody call cops
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| Doorknock but it better be the pizza, if not — jelly roll in the freezer
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| Home alone, so we can bone in the kitchen
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| Don’t belong? |
| go take a pill in Ibiza
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| Hook:
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| They know (they know)
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| I don’t wanna go out (I don’t wanna go out)
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| Fuck it I am broke (so broke)
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| And I don’t wanna go out (I don’t wanna go out)
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| Rather just stay at party
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| Rocking Bacardi, not the city, I don’t feel it, ya don’t get it
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| I’m sorry, but I rather have it without traffic and dummies
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| Ya can call me in the morning, cause houseparty’s over clubbing
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| Bridge:
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| Fuck you mean, «take off your cap»
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| I ain’t your puppet motherfucker, I’m too famous for that
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| Whatchu 'bout fashion bitch
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| Nah you don’t gotta let me in
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| Cause I go back to my crib
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| Talk:
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| The only problem with having a house party is
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| Everybody wanna use my god damn charger
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| And if I want it back they be all up in my face asking me questions about my
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| battery percentage, come on
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| Hook |