party crasher - vice & ace lyrics
[intro]
lemme show you what’s poppin’
b-tches be drinkin’ till they droppin’
our party ain’t ever stoppin’
they say you gotta be 18
if you wanna be in the scene
you gotta be dressed well and cut clean
[verse 1]
it’s v-i-c-e
that’s what they call me
welcome to my city, abu dhabi
n-gg-s be drivin’ in ferraris (skrrt skrrt)
they be headin’ to my parties
now, lemme take a sip of my baccardi
cuz honestly, you bore me
but n-gg- tell me, why you hatin’?
is it cuz i’m f-cking all these b-tches while you masturbating?
or is it cuz you going bald while i’m still fading?
i got 12 bottles
f-cking 12 models
p-ss-es so wet
imma need 12 goggles
[chorus]
lemme show you what’s poppin’
b-tches be drinkin’ till they droppin’
our party ain’t ever stoppin’ (oh no)
they say you gotta be 18
if you wanna be in the scene
you gotta be dressed well and cut clean
i don’t care if you don’t like me
it’s just me and my party
yeah it’s just me chilling with my g’s
so turn the f-ck around and leave
i don’t care if you’re hating
ain’t no time for debating
imma head back to my crib and drink
and pop some pills till my eyes turn pink
[verse 2]
so imma go back in imma take a shot
imma go back in imma smoke some pot
you wanna come in? i think not
you better leave, you gon get shot
you broke as sh-t, while i’m mad caking
rocking ’em j’s, while you mad faking
f-cking your girl while y’all dating
mixing up a drink while you complaining
talking about you having a curfew
while i stay higher than the bird view
battle rap me? i’d murk you
no good nights, it’s f-ck you
a verse later it’s still f-ck you
i got 12 bottles
f-cking 12 models
p-ss-es so wet
imma need 12 goggles
[chorus & outro]
lemme show you what’s poppin’
b-tches be drinkin’ till they droppin’
our party ain’t ever stoppin’
they say you gotta be 18
if you wanna be in the scene
you gotta be dressed well and cut clean
i don’t care if you don’t like me
it’s just me and my party
yeah it’s just me chilling with my g’s
so turn the f-ck around and leave
i don’t care if you’re hating
ain’t no time for debating
imma head back to my crib and drink
and pop some pills till my eyes turn pink
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