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B.Y.O.C. Video (MV)




Performed By: The Blu Mantic
Length: 4:00
Written by: Matiwane Mathews




The Blu Mantic - B.Y.O.C. Lyrics
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Get fancy
Upper, middle, lower Class
Freshin' up, dress up
Fill up your glass
Rich think we're poor
But tonight we get a pass
In the palace
So bring your own chalice
Long day
Short pay
Now it's time to plot revenge
With collective perspective
But I guess it all depends on who you call friends
Cause family is who I hit up when my days about to end
One long text message Imma bout to send
To a certain few who wanna have an extravagant time with Blu
Shoot, What you wanna do?
Man I'ont know long as they got good music strong drinks and a dance flo'
Slide up slicker than Rick, to pick up my chick
In a three-piece suit
She tempting and fresh like she handing me fruit
Shoot you betta hop up in this coup and lets swoop
Cause you fly with six rings and don't play hoops
Oops forgot to mention
Don't let me catch you in no Jays
T Shirts or any mutha lovin mini skirts
Tonight
You gotta put in work
So I'd appreciate it if you would
Understood
Get fancy
Upper, Middle, Lower Class
Freshin' up, Dress up
Fill up your glass
Rich think were poor
But tonight we get a pass
In the palace, so bring your own chalice
So we get there five deep in line to get ID'd
Ladies get in free then security got to me like
Sir, Your fits legit but we cant let you enter with that stick
Somebody in here just might get hit
I concur
I'm Lemony Snicket and a Series of Unfortunate events may occur
But I prefer to have a good time tonight
If bustas start some ruckus I ain't trying to fight
So can I enter?
That's cool alright
As we commence with elegance the rubba neckas started checkin
I confession my profession is to teach you all a lesson
As we began to mix Gin with Kin and lemons and start noticin
That this is all a blessin
Forget the stressin
Cause life be testing and we be guessing like
After a couple of hits I'll get with it
Two shots I'll stop and plot
But for now I can't think a lot cause the beat just dropped
And she is dancing on it and I'm sitting here thinking about prancing on it
Cause when I with my bros
Let me expose
We all get chose
It ain't the money cars or clothes
We work toward these long term goals
And lord knows we deserve it
So tonight lets try to stay alive
Take my keys please cause I can't drive
Get fancy
Upper, Middle, Lower Class
Freshin' up, Dress up
Fill up your glass
Rich think were poor
But tonight we get a pass
In the palace, so bring your own chalice
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Get fancy
Upper, middle, lower Class
Freshin' up, dress up
Fill up your glass
Rich think we're poor
But tonight we get a pass
In the palace
So bring your own chalice
Long day
Short pay
Now it's time to plot revenge
With collective perspective
But I guess it all depends on who you call friends
Cause family is who I hit up when my days about to end
One long text message Imma bout to send
To a certain few who wanna have an extravagant time with Blu
Shoot, What you wanna do?
Man I'ont know long as they got good music strong drinks and a dance flo'
Slide up slicker than Rick, to pick up my chick
In a three-piece suit
She tempting and fresh like she handing me fruit
Shoot you betta hop up in this coup and lets swoop
Cause you fly with six rings and don't play hoops
Oops forgot to mention
Don't let me catch you in no Jays
T Shirts or any mutha lovin mini skirts
Tonight
You gotta put in work
So I'd appreciate it if you would
Understood
Get fancy
Upper, Middle, Lower Class
Freshin' up, Dress up
Fill up your glass
Rich think were poor
But tonight we get a pass
In the palace, so bring your own chalice
So we get there five deep in line to get ID'd
Ladies get in free then security got to me like
Sir, Your fits legit but we cant let you enter with that stick
Somebody in here just might get hit
I concur
I'm Lemony Snicket and a Series of Unfortunate events may occur
But I prefer to have a good time tonight
If bustas start some ruckus I ain't trying to fight
So can I enter?
That's cool alright
As we commence with elegance the rubba neckas started checkin
I confession my profession is to teach you all a lesson
As we began to mix Gin with Kin and lemons and start noticin
That this is all a blessin
Forget the stressin
Cause life be testing and we be guessing like
After a couple of hits I'll get with it
Two shots I'll stop and plot
But for now I can't think a lot cause the beat just dropped
And she is dancing on it and I'm sitting here thinking about prancing on it
Cause when I with my bros
Let me expose
We all get chose
It ain't the money cars or clothes
We work toward these long term goals
And lord knows we deserve it
So tonight lets try to stay alive
Take my keys please cause I can't drive
Get fancy
Upper, Middle, Lower Class
Freshin' up, Dress up
Fill up your glass
Rich think were poor
But tonight we get a pass
In the palace, so bring your own chalice
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Writer: Matiwane Mathews
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