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Party City Video (MV)




Performed By: Justen!
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Justen Taylor
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Justen! - Party City Lyrics




I might just hop in the Jeep
GT63

So cold all this ice up on me I can't feel a thing
All diamonds round my neck this shit look like a roller rink
When she laying next to me I swear this shit feel like a dream
Now this shawty texting me I'm cocky, who you tryna be?
I don't need no mega mansion party I want the city
Should've known that this bitch was a thotty she poppin titties

Like eeh, like eeh
Like eeh, like eeh

Like, right back to the script, with my bitch and she doing tricks
Shawty do backflip, on my dick, in my living room
Made a couple bricks, got some chicks, man I'm living it
Seventy-five on that bitch, want a flick, man I'm killing it
Know I ball on these niggas, in the East, like I'm Killian
And it's crazy just to think, I was just dreaming bout Cullinans
And they ain't believe in me, ain't no way that Justen pullin this
Yeah, huh, wait, yeah, I did it
Almost at hundred K, only been on for a minute
So I worry to myself, when am I gon hit my limit
And she worried bout myself, on the dash is some three digits

What you doin? what you doin?
You ain't livin right
She wanna get high and get drunk just like every night
And she screamin out her lungs, cause she know that I hit it right
Maybe I should calm down Justen to explicit right
Take it to the rack
Take it to the casa
If I want it, ima get, cause you know I had to cop some
I can't f*ck wit girly girls they be in way too much drama
Mixed bich black & white same color as Obama
Oh you don't f*ck wit me that's fine ima f*ck yo mama
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English

I might just hop in the Jeep
GT63

So cold all this ice up on me I can't feel a thing
All diamonds round my neck this shit look like a roller rink
When she laying next to me I swear this shit feel like a dream
Now this shawty texting me I'm cocky, who you tryna be?
I don't need no mega mansion party I want the city
Should've known that this bitch was a thotty she poppin titties

Like eeh, like eeh
Like eeh, like eeh

Like, right back to the script, with my bitch and she doing tricks
Shawty do backflip, on my dick, in my living room
Made a couple bricks, got some chicks, man I'm living it
Seventy-five on that bitch, want a flick, man I'm killing it
Know I ball on these niggas, in the East, like I'm Killian
And it's crazy just to think, I was just dreaming bout Cullinans
And they ain't believe in me, ain't no way that Justen pullin this
Yeah, huh, wait, yeah, I did it
Almost at hundred K, only been on for a minute
So I worry to myself, when am I gon hit my limit
And she worried bout myself, on the dash is some three digits

What you doin? what you doin?
You ain't livin right
She wanna get high and get drunk just like every night
And she screamin out her lungs, cause she know that I hit it right
Maybe I should calm down Justen to explicit right
Take it to the rack
Take it to the casa
If I want it, ima get, cause you know I had to cop some
I can't f*ck wit girly girls they be in way too much drama
Mixed bich black & white same color as Obama
Oh you don't f*ck wit me that's fine ima f*ck yo mama
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Writer: Justen Taylor
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