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MAC DRE lyrics : "Fuck off the Party"

(feat. The Whoridas)

[Whoridas member]

What's up, what's up, let's ride
Jump in the passenger side on the 4th of July
Hella saucy and fly, didn't grind that day

I just wanted to play
And smoke with the (*##$es
Throw phrases at (*##$es

Get play from the (*##$es
Man, it was major (*##$es
At the ( ? ) fair

Ass was over here, over there
I had to stop and strare
Take a joint from my ear

Tell this (*##$ to come here
Let's breathe
And we even tricked the cops, though smell of the weed

That's when they grabbed my sleeve
Told me it's time to leave
But what's next, "You're under arrest"

So grabbed the $#&@in cop and slapped him on his $#&@in bullet-proof vest
In the process lost a shoe, ripped a hole in my Guess
That's what the $#&@ I get for smokin Mexican stress


[Whoridas member]
I'm at the bar doin big %#@!

Gettin big lip
My ^!$$%z, dig this
A few cats lookin like they wanna get with

So I give 'em a chance real quick
I'm real swift
It's the Wild Wild West, ask Will Smith

( ? ) that blew the brain
For foul-snitchin the game
I know my ^!$$% Dre would do the same

So I ain't trippin on a mother$#&@in thang
Sit back shinin like a diamond ring
^!$$%z wanna see me hang

So I'm upside down
About to clown
Real gangsta %#@! lost and found

Kidnapped, blast in the back of the dome
Mash in a Brougham
Flashin on the phone

I'm yelllin ^!$$%z be tellin
Flowin like water from a melon
The seeds we spit, the seeds we sellin

From a westbound felon
$#&@in up your party not carin
From a westbound felon

$#&@in up your party not carin
From a westbound felon


[Verse 3: Mac Dre]
I'm at a concert high and perved and a bad (*##$ next to me
Blown back off cognac, that bomb green and ecstacy

(*##$es is buggin, ^!$$%z is muggin
But (*##$es is lovin cause ^!$$%z is thuggin
These ^!$$%z start nuttin in the corner by the speaker

My beeper's goin off like crazy
The scene is hazy, no time to be lazy
Got to stay on my toes, all of a sudden these hoes

Come out of nowhere and grab this ^!$$%
They stab this ^!$$%, I'm mad this ^!$$%
Didn't have nothin in his pockets when I ran through em

My plans is ruined, what is it I'm doin?
Link's on the flo' - no, it's not
Stupid mother$#&@er done dropped his Rolex watch

Put it in my pocket, proceeded to the exit
That's when this (*##$ I knew from the hood came through in this Lexus
I seen these other ^!$$%z beatin down this one fool

I said, "Here come the police, y'all better run, fool"
Soon as I said that the police drew down on us all
Now I'm at the county jail with just one phone call

Ain't that a (*##$, weak-ass night
All $#&@ed up behind a weak-ass fight

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