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place to be - kyle spear [artist] lyrics

sh*t’s going down, you got alcohol flowing everywhere, you got bad b*tches, you got sh*t popping off..
so throw this sh*t up on your stereo, (place to be..)
& make this mother f*cker the place to be!..(place to be..)

[hook]
i step up in the place to be, this liquor, weed & pretty b*tches are facing me..
i see my fellow partygoers are sp*ced, indeed..
all that sh*t about i’m wasted is make believe..
i step up in the place to be, this liquor, weed & pretty b*tches are facing me..
you wanna forget all your problems it’s guaranteed..
if you’re my age i know you know where these places be..

[verse 1]
stoned like i’m supposed to be, i got hoes to meet, both my eyes half*closed & my nose is about to bleed, a half ounce of weed & two grams of coke, i hope these hoes ain’t opposed to be holding me, godd*mn i can hardly stand, when a hoe is opposed to me, what part of ‘let’s f*ck!’, don’t you understand?..
i can tell you ain’t basic, jeez, tryna find out what’s up under them high*waisted jeans, i hope today’s your birthday, no longer 17 cuz dodging cases ain’t my thing, that’s the older me.. (the older me..)
you ain’t brought b*tches?, don’t roll with me, don’t need no new dudes in my circle, in close with me, that disaronno flowing, mix it with coke & weed, some b*tch just threw up on my homie’s upholstery.. (upholstery..)

[verse 2]
that visa can buy heaps of cans, believe it man, i stay paid.. (paid!..)
3 liters of tequila & latinas gon’ get laid.. (laid!..)
let’s beat it dude ‘fore the beer store close, i’m game as an arcade.. (arcade!..)
3*deep in a jeep on a dirt road, tell them hoes we on our way.. (way!..)
let’s pop a couple ecstasy, f*ck with our life expectancy, let’s see if this is destiny, baby, rap is my specialty, texas ladies, where you be?, s*xiest f*cking human beings, you hear that bass is booming so loosen up & undo your jeans, you see that new kid puking?, get moving & help him out, that chick you brought is losing it?, don’t deuce while she be passing out, we in this sh*t together man, the life of young americans, every day vacation, d*mn, i love my generation man.. (haha..)
[hook]
i step up in the place to be, this liquor, weed & pretty b*tches are facing me..
i see my fellow partygoers are sp*ced, indeed..
all that sh*t about i’m wasted is make believe..
i step up in the place to be, this liquor, weed & pretty b*tches are facing me..
you wanna forget all your problems it’s guaranteed..
if you’re my age i know you know where these places be..

i.v
(it’s like old times, huh?, so nostalgic..)
narrator
(yeah, i guess so, back then it was party*days, nowadays it’s party*days..)
i.v
(so the nostalgia strain, how’s it treating you?..)
narrator
(well man.. well.. well, i feel like that was fire, hit single easily..)
i.v
(perhaps.. but don’t forget that you’re not a rapper kid..)

[hook]
i step up in the place to be..
i step up in the place to be..
i step up in the place to be, this liquor, weed & pretty b*tches are facing me..
i see my fellow partygoers are sp*ced, indeed..
all that sh*t about i’m wasted is make believe*uh..

- kyle spear artist lyrics

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