FES TAYLOR

FES TAYLOR - Shoot Up The Party lyrics

rate me

Yeah, Staten Island we back

Born up town, Running with the bottle kids

The Moms bounced out to Staten Island, Slid

Kept to shopping at Lids, Buy a few fitteds

Hated by a few critics, But I'm the new shit-ick

By niggas wicked like Ice Cube with it

Like everyday Halloween, You treat'n I ain't trick'n for

Aves to pick in, The Park Hill stick'n

Anything with jewels drip'n, No you fools didn't

Come to my hood, Look'n like food in it

And I don't only walk the walk, I prove in it

You finish like, Empty bottles of brews, Guinness

Knock your teeth out like a true dentist

Coupe tinted, No roof in it

Twenty inch rims spin'n, Look at the waves

Mothers brush ya'll hook up the waves

Music blast at the light, Bitches look

I just look up your wave like

Bluck-Bluck-Bluck, We shoot'n up the party

Trouble making niggas got beef with everybody

See we pull up cars and doing pull up spars

We like Jamaican stars, We yelling pull up, Pull up

They say, One man can't change a whole continent

So I put an army together so I can concur it

Know they killed Cochran, Cause OJ they couldn't lock him in

So stitch and sew like I'm doctor'n

Buck fifty slashes, Clubs give us access

Kinda like we got V.I.P. passes

Yeah we shining with the Sun when our axis

Like we moving the camera, Snap shot flashes

Back block stashes, Cops still harassing

Knowing we ain t have shit, You was hustle'n aspirin

And now they ready rock that sheet rock

Sell a beat on the block, Lift you out your Reebok's

Welcome home T-Bot, My nigga E Locked

Had around the same time S.E. got

Like Flex dead, Damn, Still fuck with my head

Sometimes wish it was me instead

I should've went with you

Party over nigga, Soon as we come up in this bitch

We shutting the shit the fuck down nigga

Niggas can't get no money out here, Unless we in on it man

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