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block party // melchizedek - bleaux lyrics

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yeah yeah
i mean show up, everybody is
yeah

(chorus 1)
it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
its a block party, its a block party, its a block

it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
if you a little b*tch then please grow your nuts

it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
its a block party, its a block party, its a block

it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
if you a little b*tch then please grow your nuts

i got my 50 cal wake up the whole neighborhood
all my neighbors are hood, call that my neighborhood
hundred fifty thousand, move into a new spot
immediately put into the neighborhood watch

bumping parties, sippin forties with the b*tches
got my money, not actin rags to riches
bumpin bass, hoes and bros sniff the coke up
karen called the cops, middle finger, that’s a so what
(verse 1)
its a block party all the homies bumpin ye
i mean like graduation era even life of pablo
i got all this doe and no way to f*ckin spend it
all my b*tches escorts and don’t let me spend it

i got money dollar bills, stack it to the f*ckin ceiling
middle finger to everyone, i’ve got no f*ckin feelings
uh i don’t give a f*ck what you feel
got so much cash lets buy another steel

smith and wesson, blessin me with no stress
all of yall are yes men, tellin me its all yes
b*tches be askin me why am i so funny
because when i talk sh*t, yall be so bummy

i’m the f*ckin king of this sh*t, no trippin
only hang with the delinquents, because we steady sippin
i mean we set trippin, talking stories cuz we lived it
you a fake mother f*cker mad you never lived it

(chorus 2)
it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
its a block party, its a block party, its a block
it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
if you a little b*tch then please grow your nuts

it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
its a block party, its a block party, its a block

it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
if you a little b*tch then please grow your nuts

i got my 50 cal wake up the whole neighborhood
all my neighbors are hood, call that my neighborhood
hundred fifty thousand, move into a new spot
immediately put into the neighborhood watch

bumping parties, sippin forties with the b*tches
got my money, not actin rags to riches
bumpin bass, hoes, and bros sniff the coke up
karen called the cops, middle finger, that’s a so what

(verse 2)
my name’s melchizedek, but you can call me dek tho
took me twenty years to make bleaux begin to let go
yeah i’m the biggest animal that you’ve never seen
i am a sabretooth, a mammoth mixed with a wolverine

i blow up spots, make all these b*tches takes shots
party with me, turn all you girls into thots
just an afterthought, where do i begin
bleaux doesn’t even know that i’m his best friend

true chaotic neutral, not good or bad my dude
i’ll tell you all they bullsh*t, so you don’t have to
they kings like ozymandius, just lying from they feet
their pride is they weakness, never admit defeat

blood drop money drop
the town will call you a villain
hold your f*cking ground, never let go of that feelin
now back to these hoes, with their money and the clothes
look them in the eyes and tell them exactly how it goes

(i mean i wasn’t tryna flex on your or anything but mmmm that hits different)

(chorus 3)
it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
its a block party, its a block party, its a block

it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
if you a little b*tch then please grow your nuts

it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
its a block party, its a block party, its a block

it’s a block party, if you scared then don’t show up
if you a little b*tch then please grow your nuts

i got my 50 cal wake up the whole neighborhood
all my neighbors are hood, call that my neighborhood
hundred fifty thousand, move into a new spot
immediately put into the neighborhood watch

bumping parties, sippin forties with the b*tches
got my money, not actin rags to riches
bumpin bass, hoes, and bros sniff the coke up
karen called the cops, middle finger, that’s a so what

- bleaux lyrics

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