Life of the Party ft. GLO AK Lyrics

Yeah, Yeah

Yeah, Yeah

I got some water

I got some water

I got some water poured in the ice.

I'm looking right, yeah for the night.

Got on my ice looking so nice.

Gotta a bad bitch yeah by my side.

If I go rollin it up in a swisher

You know how we did it's just for my Uncle

I gotta get it, smokin that sonjas

We running it up and I stay with Obama

I'm in the president, I'm in the suite

Got bad bitch and I know she neat

Oh wait, I'm on the skis

Hold up little boy cant stand when I

You thought I was done just watch where you're going

Just watch how I'm flowing like a boat steady rowin

Call me Muhammad Ali you know I do wonders

My alarm steady going off now I be showin

(Yeah)

Aye, Pop in the Party I run up the Carti

She want to get it you know she a Barbie

Bad little Bitch and she calling me Bobby

Wait! Yeah she be calling me Daddy

Got a little girl and she steady be lyin

Next thing you know she been came from the Islands

She from the Bahamas She steady be stripping

Running around and we steady be dipping

Straight off the skanks, and I steady be gettin

I gotta get it you know I be hittin

Call me McDonlads I come with a Combo

She wanna get one time and I rumble

Ouh Yeah, you ready to rumble?

We bout to fight as we get in the summer

She wanna get me, no take by the donna

Oh Wait, I come like Osama!

This the Life of the Party, what you up to

Cause I really love you, do I love you

Cause I been stabbed in the back, too many times

I gotta get, i stayed on my rhymes

She trying to get me, I blow out her spine

I told that girl, quit looking fine

Aye just tell me baby, baby, what you up to

Cause I just walked up in the party with my new boo

Cause i'm going to run the shit up, like a dime

Running it up and I come with some dying

Next thing you put it down in some cryin

She trying to get me she wasting her time

I wear black and white, but I'm not a panther

We can make us a film, and crop out the camera

Bad lil bitch name Alexandra, I'm a Capricorn, and Shes a Cancer

I know how it is take my love for ransom

Got the thirty on me, like I'm Julius Randle

You can get away with murder, I'm not talking scandal

I wear a Jesus piece with a pair of sandals

Call me 2K cause I got the handles

Rest in peace to my mama, we lighten candles

Heaven got a phone but you ain't tryna answer

Come rock with a nigga I'm not talking Patrick

And it's two FN's and they made of plastic

And I'm smooth on the beat just like Micheal Jackson

We can hop in the whip got to Calabasas

No Einstein's but I'm tryna blast it

This the Life of the Party, what you up to

Cause I really love you, do I love you

Cause I been stabbed in the back, too many times

I gotta get, i stayed on my rhymes

She trying to get me, I blow out her spine

I told that girl, quit looking fine

Aye just tell me baby, baby, what you up to

Cause I just walked up in the party with my new boo

Cause I'm going to run the shit up, like a dime

Running it up and I come with some dying

Next thing you put it down in some cryin

She trying to get me she wasting her time