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Oppy Lee - party Lyrics



Oppy Lee - party Lyrics




Finna roll a fat ass blunt, If I die, tell em' that they won If I die, tell em' they my son
I'm not goin' out wit no one on one
I be tweakin', I be on resonance I just pain it to say I really won Niggas tryna diss me, but where your gun? I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I'ma walk in this ho, I'ma walk it down, If I'm goin' through shit ima lock it out, If I'm goin' through shit ima clock it out Nigga said he sellin' packs where yo pound If I come out this ho, they gon' gun me down
They don't understand where I be comin' from, But I just wanna say that I'm really proud

And I'm not gonna give up on everything
I be workin' hard, nigga, for everything I was depressed I wanted to blow my brains
And I'm really been going I really can't say they happy, but nigga, I can't relate
He say he got that bread nigga, where yo cake? When I run this shit up, I'ma go away

He say he got that bread nigga, where yo cake? When I run this shit up, I'ma go away
Finna roll a fat ass blunt If I die, tell em' that they won one If I die, tell em' they my son
I'm not goin' out with no one on one
I be tweakin', I be on resonance, All this pain just to say I really won

Niggas tryna diss me, but where your gun? I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
Niggas cappin and shit, I don't f*ck with nobody, no mo'
I be quick to cut off a hoe I just wanna run up, stack my dough
And I do too much for my bros Tryna make it out, really for my bros

Tryna make it out, really for my bros Finna put it up bitch i'm finna go, Okay tell em' lets do it,
Number 1 in this bitch, I don't care about nobody else, bitch, yeah, I do it
They don't pick up the phone, so why should I care? Cause I'm goin' through it
And Im right in the studio, makin' these beats cause I'm tryna get better

Ain't nobody gon' do this shit like me, Oppy Lee seven letters
Finna roll a fat ass blunt, If I die, tell em' that they won, If I die, tell em' they my son
I'm not goin' out wit no one on one
I be tweakin', I be on resonance, I this pain just to say I really won

Niggas tryna diss me, but where your gun? I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
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Finna roll a fat ass blunt, If I die, tell em' that they won If I die, tell em' they my son
I'm not goin' out wit no one on one
I be tweakin', I be on resonance I just pain it to say I really won Niggas tryna diss me, but where your gun? I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I'ma walk in this ho, I'ma walk it down, If I'm goin' through shit ima lock it out, If I'm goin' through shit ima clock it out Nigga said he sellin' packs where yo pound If I come out this ho, they gon' gun me down
They don't understand where I be comin' from, But I just wanna say that I'm really proud

And I'm not gonna give up on everything
I be workin' hard, nigga, for everything I was depressed I wanted to blow my brains
And I'm really been going I really can't say they happy, but nigga, I can't relate
He say he got that bread nigga, where yo cake? When I run this shit up, I'ma go away

He say he got that bread nigga, where yo cake? When I run this shit up, I'ma go away
Finna roll a fat ass blunt If I die, tell em' that they won one If I die, tell em' they my son
I'm not goin' out with no one on one
I be tweakin', I be on resonance, All this pain just to say I really won

Niggas tryna diss me, but where your gun? I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
Niggas cappin and shit, I don't f*ck with nobody, no mo'
I be quick to cut off a hoe I just wanna run up, stack my dough
And I do too much for my bros Tryna make it out, really for my bros

Tryna make it out, really for my bros Finna put it up bitch i'm finna go, Okay tell em' lets do it,
Number 1 in this bitch, I don't care about nobody else, bitch, yeah, I do it
They don't pick up the phone, so why should I care? Cause I'm goin' through it
And Im right in the studio, makin' these beats cause I'm tryna get better

Ain't nobody gon' do this shit like me, Oppy Lee seven letters
Finna roll a fat ass blunt, If I die, tell em' that they won, If I die, tell em' they my son
I'm not goin' out wit no one on one
I be tweakin', I be on resonance, I this pain just to say I really won

Niggas tryna diss me, but where your gun? I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
I be off of that pill, what they talkin' bout
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Writer: CEDRIC LEWIS
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Language: English
Length: 2:03
Written by: CEDRIC LEWIS

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