The MC Type & Pen Pointz - Party Bug (feat. A-F-R-O) Lyrics

I get homoerotic when I go in the mosh pit
Like Joe Exotic, getting his toes and his cock licked
Toxically unmasculine, detoxing on a flask of gin
Rambling when asking him, where has Carole Baskin been
I ate her husband, but I ain't her cousin
Flossing like Bob Ross, paint by numbers
These babes are coming for my cock-a-doodle-doo
But can't find it in my fuzzy patch of poodle curly Q's
Bound to lose in a cloud of booze
I'm astounding fools as I pound my tool
And whack, whack
These emcees is whack, whack
When Type's on the track, track
You'll wanna repeat that, repeat that
A beanbag chair at a see-saw sale
I don't need my hair, cause I breed so well
Hell is where I'm going cause my flowin' gets mean
Y'all know I'm not hung myself...Jeffrey Epstein
Oh no! We don't try. We never learn and we don't care why
We ain't concerned with your rules and nonsense
We came to rock and you ain't gon' stop us
No cops, no narcs contain us. Never throw duds, man
We only throw ragers
What can we say? This shit is outrageous
Come catch the party bug
It's very contagious
Run through the party
Bit of vodka the shot that I'm pouring
Ugliest whores surround me
Of course I'm out for the orgy
The fornication astounding
The correlation I'm founding
Important to stay in balancing
Ordinary day I'm the constant
Shenanigans, and again
I'm like Anakin with no father to man again
The forefather to bandit then to blow the party
No narcs are in sight, we go off into the night
To show off the newest type to hold on the Buddha pipe
I'm so calm, but don't push the button from the big boy
I throw a bomb
Known for bringing the ruckus, bringing the big noise
I think of it all like how I'm finna to go and wander through the premises
Even when I get to drinking I'm maintaining my intelligence
They wanna stop the funk and lock us up
But we won't let 'em, he gon' set em on fire
To pump up the adrenaline, when I perspire
Upon the sensation of a hottie though
Wipe out the entire population when I'm in party mode
Oh no! We don't try. We never learn and we don't care why
We ain't concerned with your rules and nonsense
We came to rock and you ain't gon' stop us
No cops, no narcs contain us. Never throw duds, man
We only throw ragers
What can we say? This shit is outrageous
Come catch the party bug
It's very contagious
These geezer chicken heads think I'm a cuck-old
E tu brute? While my shiv's in your butthole
I'm feeling stabby and a little bit savage
Might grab a knife, Lorena Bobbitt your manhood
Wasn't much of a package, size of a Sour Patch Kid
Surprise! I'm back, bitch! Hide your wife and damn kids
Man...give me a lube job from a dude in a tube top
Before these blue balls jam me up like a poop log
The one in the making to smoke ultra, the White Owl
The brother that create with the poem, battle with the mic loud
Enemies are futile, energy when I do shout
Remedies that I use now: Hennessy and a cool gal
Pour it up in a glass and sure enough that I last though
To fornicate with the flow, the morbid taste that I have, yo
Why you wanna go wild'n out and pester the Fro
The night is A-F-R-O and Type bringing excellent show
I'm out
Oh no! We don't try. We never learn and we don't care why
We ain't concerned with your rules and nonsense
We came to rock and you ain't gon' stop us
No cops, no narcs contain us. Never throw duds, man
We only throw ragers
What can we say? This shit is outrageous
Come catch the party bug
It's very contagious
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