Party Heart (Stalley)

The music gets into my party heart Now I'm just ready to go right before the party start Girl I'm not gon' break your party heart, girl I'm just letting you know Because we 'bout to party hard, I hope you ready to go Outside slamming chevy doors... Rims tall as john salley though... Gold chains, mainly figaro... and one of them rolex links Mister t necklace, slick rick rings, diamonds dancing through the night Pregamed all day, waiting for the night I'm on the tree, she on ketel one and sprite Told her take it light cause later on gon' be tight 6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, stars and the stripes Spangled banner cameras and the lights, stars out tonight Red carpet life, standing on them couches, blowing clouds at bouncers Spilling champagne on my trousers, it's a party all around us Me and lebron got the same whips Me and dwyane on the same strip Me and wiz burn the same piff Me and stalley need the same pick Me and meek bone the same chicks Me and wale rock the same kicks Contract like I play for the knicks My crib look like I'm still playing with bricks My chevrolet shines like a marble floor Baby keep it raw, have you modeled before? Fontaine bleau, club liv, gold bottles galore We can party hard in exclusive couture Starting at your toes and I'm travelling north Down south boy, diabolical boss Hermes belt, spent a g for it The g5 ready for a deboard The music gets into my party heart Now I'm just ready to go right before the party start Girl I'm not gon' break your party heart, girl I'm just letting you know Because we 'bout to party hard, I hope you ready to go You know I like to party hard, hard, hard Use a glock for my bodygurad, guard, guard Throw it to my dogs, now it's far-fetched I be on the block with ron like ar-test Niggas saying that they 'bout it but I'm 'bout this caper Damn near got carpel tunnel trying to count this paper Met a girl named jamaica but she from decatur Got a brother with the work, trying to get my cake up Had a crib with the lake when I was 24 Bought rims for the car off of Niggas round the city, they have been exposed If you really getting money then it's really dough I'm on the phone with a bitch that say she wanna smoke Click on the other line, this bitch say she really broke Man what gives? I got ideas, they don't wanna listen All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay attention I wanna thank god, for this permission, with this intention The music gets into my party heart Now I'm just ready to go right before the party start Girl I'm not gon' break your party heart, girl I'm just letting you know Because we 'bout to party hard, I hope you ready to go