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throw a party - slimmy b lyrics

[intro]
these n*ggas h*lla funny cuz
n*ggas talking ’bout they looking for me
mike made the 808’s
man you n*ggas eyes must be closed n*gga

[chorus: slimmy b]
i heard they looking for me, it ain’t hard to find me (find me)
really in the field we don’t funk on ig (on ig)
suckas wanna do me cold ’cause a n*gga icy (icy)
it’s all in a b*tch face she say, “please don’t blind me” (don’t blind me)
tryna make my b*tch a billionaire like kylie (like kylie)
don’t leave with ten bands that sh*t don’t excite me (excite me)
he told me that it’s funk ’cause i f*cked his wifey (his wifey)
throw a party when we put a sucka on a white tee (a white tee)

[verse 1: slimmy b]
throw a party when we put a sucka on a white tee
she know i’m that n*gga ain’t no other like me
track.2’s cost a band naw these ain’t no nike
bullets flying out that ‘k make a n*gga fight these
how you sucka n*ggas dissin’ rapping on my type beats?
i was lost up in these streets i let this .40 guide me
lose a load and take a load and that’s just how this life be
either you tellin’ or you not, n*gga ain’t no “might be”
n*gga ain’t no fighting me
when it’s fifty in this .40 cal
boys get behind me hit the gas, i ain’t slowing down
and i done got so deep up in these streets, it ain’t no folding now
see a sucka whip this glock out and watch me blow ’em down
bands falling out my pants, she wanna blow me now
bust a nut and then i cut, we ain’t going rounds
throw a opp up in the wood i guess we blowing loud
remember i was broke with no bands? b*tch i blow ’em now
[chorus: slimmy b]
i heard they looking for me, it ain’t hard to find me (find me)
really in the field we don’t funk on ig (on ig)
suckas wanna do me cold ’cause a n*gga icy (icy)
it’s all in a b*tch face she say, “please don’t blind me” (don’t blind me)
tryna make my b*tch a billionaire like kylie (like kylie)
don’t leave with ten bands that sh*t don’t excite me (excite me)
he told me that it’s funk ’cause i f*cked his wifey (his wifey)
throw a party when we put a sucka on a white tee (a white tee)

[verse 2: daboii]
b*tch keep asking me am i gucci, b*tch i might be
b*tch i’m young and turnt, i spent $200 on this white tee
boy them diamonds foggy, wouldn’t hit against some high beams
what the f*ck i spent up on this fit? sh*t like a light three
why these n*ggas acting like they? man never mind
i just hit the b*tch and kicked her out, i’m like, “who next in line?”
you want her from the back, or the back? b*tch what’s your preference?
how the f*ck them n*ggas in your playlist? they don’t never rhyme
heard that you be out here cuffing hoes, boy you arresting b*tches
and you left a hickey on her neck? she out here necking n*ggas
h*ll naw i can’t show up to your club, can’t bring my weapon in it
diss me on a song, you got a day, boy make your best decision
d*mn i miss my n*ggas every day rip the fallen thugs
he start all his beef up on the net, that’s what you call a thug?
how the f*ck is y’all the money team? y’all boys ain’t saw a dub
f*ck suckas, b*tch that’s all it is and that’s all it was
[chorus: slimmy b]
i heard they looking for me, it ain’t hard to find me (find me)
really in the field we don’t funk on ig (on ig)
suckas wanna do me cold ’cause a n*gga icy (icy)
it’s all in a b*tch face she say, “please don’t blind me” (don’t blind me)
tryna make my b*tch a billionaire like kylie (like kylie)
don’t leave with ten bands that sh*t don’t excite me (excite me)
he told me that it’s funk ’cause i f*cked his wifey (his wifey)
throw a party when we put a sucka on a white tee (a white tee)

- slimmy b lyrics

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