Chanel West Coast - Party lyrics

rate me

With all my bitches, staking up these witches

Sing your whips like bridges, bolding out like bitches

I’m about them digits, money tall, yours midget

Never dull, I switch it, barred your bitch, bridge it

Keep them haters hating, from a spot they waiting

Like cocktails in Vegas, the odds in my favor

Why you salty baking? ‘Cause you see us out here baking

I drop it low and shake it, homies got to go if they faking

Go harder than a bullet star, do it, that’s the smallest card

Smoke it, grow, bill mark, dropping dough so far

Middle finger to the haters, getting drunk, no chasers

Turning up, no neighbors ‘cause we sitting on ten acres

Let’s get this party started, we gonna finish when we finish

Base up in my system, that’s enough to keep me twisting

No matter where we at, that motherfucker pants

Party to our limits, let my haters live with that

Party, party, party, inviting everybody, body, body

Where that after party, party, party?

Dance all fucked up but I don’t give a fuck

Tell me who fresh like me, walk up in the club we don’t need that D

Who young, who rich and a G like me?

I went too hard ‘cause our money ain’t free

Now balling, look, bitch, I’m balling

Me and my bitches hella blast, why he calling?

These niggas falling, but never do I show any type of love

Thug bitch never been the type to love

But I rather take shots while the night is up

Bring your fucking bottles but you bring no cups

Why you turned down, turned down for what, bitch?

Turned down for what? My homie just died, bitch, burned it up

These people think they know who I am, why I party every night you will never understand

It’s a cold world so pour me cold shots

The party’s so passed, I see the whole block, what’s up?

Let’s get this party started, we gonna finish when we finish

Base up in my system, that’s enough to keep me twisting

No matter where we at, that motherfucker pants

Party to our limits, let my haters live with that

Party, party, party, inviting everybody, body, body

Where that after party, party, party?

Dance all fucked up but I don’t give a fuck

Dripping in that bail main, color up, sail me

You better bail me like we eating …

Don’t ever doubt me, bottles cost one G

Models all around me, waiters like allow me

I got love for everybody out there

Doing what they wanna like nobody here

It’s the weekend so let’s get loose

Worked so hard so we can get loose

Shots hail hot, a chill, red goose

Straight up, look, we don’t need no juice

I got figures pouring out like a boost

Damn we went, we zip and boost

So turn up like that master ball, we feel incredible

100 with no decimals, broke down on my genitals

Don’t be scared, it’s eatable, go hard, let’s get sensual

Keep it up, pedestal

Let’s get this party started, we gonna finish when we finish

Base up in my system, that’s enough to keep me twisting

No matter where we at, that motherfucker pants

Party to our limits, let my haters live with that

Party, party, party, inviting everybody, body, body

Where that after party, party, party?

Dance all fucked up but I don’t give a fuck