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"Type Of Party"

IS that what you thought it was?

I guess you thought a nigga 'bout to pay for it?
Naw little bitch, this ain't even that type of party
Oh you thought a nigga was a sweet lick, huh?
No nigga, this ain't even that type of party
You fucked up tryin' pass me the meat little nigga
Naw this ain't even that type of party
I'm a tell you like it is, give a fuck what you thought, nigga
This ain't even that type of party [x3]
This ain't even that type of party little bitch
This ain't even that type of party [x3]
This ain't even that type of party my nigga
This ain't even that type of party

[Verse 1:]
Please don't get a nigga started
It ain't even that type of party
Country-ass nigga you corny
And the ho you with got on Ed Hardy
Young nigga eatin' calamari
Y'all nigga still eatin' Arby's
All these hoes think a nigga gnarly
Put your baby momma on Maury
Y'all nigga feelin' like Usher in the club
I don't want her number I wanna fuck her in the club
Bunch of chains feelin' like Busta in the club
Last time a young nigga snuck you in the club
Had you sleepin' lookin' like a sucker in the club
Embarrassed at the club, carried out the club
My man snuck Dirty Harry in the club
Tried some fuck shit then he airin' out the club


[Verse 2:]
It is what it is, but it ain't what it ain't
So it ain't what your little nigga thought it was
These real diamonds in the bezel on the fade
VV fuckin' fade, what you thought it was?
Went from cool mills til I got a fuckin' bank
Keep the cake at the house where you thought it was?
Got some killers that for real, some gorillas and some apes
Knock the taste out your mouth, what you thought it was?
I ain't payin' for pussy but I might just buy the [?]
Only if your friend give a nigga half-off
High and I'm stuck, watchin' Cat-Dog
Pourin' up mud, drinkin' act raw
Drinkin' out a straw, rollin' up bud
Waitin' for your bitch to get off work at the club
I already knew that I would probably finna fuck
Cause she walked through the door in some leggings and some Uggs


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