My Pardi

Jordan Thorpe

Baby it's lit come through to my party
Girl you sexy keep moving yo body
Nah I don't even know them niggas
Sticked to myself I ain't cool with nobody
Baby it's lit come through party
Girl you sexy keep moving yo body
Lord don't let me be with no niggas
Only God knows what I'll do with somebody
Baby it's lit come through my party
Girl you sexy keep moving yo body
Niggas ain't tough call they bluff like brr
Niggas ain't foolin' nobody Baby it's lit come through to my party Girl you sexy keep moving yo body Made myself lit got myself rich Fuck I gotta prove to somebody
All of these blues in a young nigga pocket
They think I gotta be crippin' Said they gon slide (chh) on who this nigga gotta be tripping she know I'm paid so she wanna fuck my dick like a lottery ticket
And your baby daddy he really love you so that pussy gotta be hitting (ooh-wee)
Every day we gon' ball like the playoffs (huh) I'm from the gutter the chaos (woo) My brother nigga mobbed it’s the chaos on demon time let's have a seance (okay)
I'ma star put me center stage
I'm just a saint in my center phase (yeah)
I hate when bitches go get they body done
And then start a fitness page (like what)
Bitch, I'm not a fighter I'm a lover
Her phone is face down, then i don’t trust her Last time they tried to do us in
Spin the blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Only fear the god that’s up above us
Niggas on the bench in tryna sub us
Shawty she a baddie on the low
Might buy a body for the summer, ayy
Hahaha yeah Section 8 shit
Baby it's lit come through to my party
Girl your sex keep moving yo body
Nah I don't even know them niggas
Stick to myself I ain't cool with nobody
Baby it's lit come through party
Girl your sexy keep movin' yo body
Lord don't let me beef with no niggas
Only God knows what I do to somebody
Baby it's lit come through my party
Girl your sexy keep moving yo body
Niggas ain't tough call they bluff like brr
Niggas ain't foolin' nobody Baby it's lit come through to my party Girl your sexy keep moving yo body got myself lit, made myself rich Fuck, gotta proprove to somebody
Look I'm out here living this life (this life)
Surrounded by bitches and ice (okay)
A nigga took somethig' from me (like what)
It had to be some advice (okay)
Know my bitch, she bad, she pressure
Your bitch fuck both of us we let her
cullinan truck Rolls Royce umbrella
Got the club lit look like Coachella
She heard I’m in town so she hit my line
I send the uber not wasting no time
Shipping that box right to my door
I treat that pussy like Amazon Prime
I like a bitch that can twerk (twerk)
She look at me I'ma flirt (ayy)
She make more money from her only fans
She make from being a nurse (ayy)
Money coming fast as I can spend it
Rather catch covid then some feelings
She said she heard I was a ho
Guess I come highly recommend
I like it ass that can shake
Baby come and put it in my face
Walk past the mirror and thank God
Cause I can see he don't make mistakes ayy Hahaha yeah Baby it’s lit come through to my party Girl you sexy keep moving yo body Nah I don't even know them niggas
Stay to myself I ain't cool with nobody
Baby it's lit come through to my party
Girl you sexy keep moving yo body
Lord don't let me be with no niggas
Only God knows what I do to somebody
Baby it's lit come through party
Girl you sexy keep moving yo body
Niggas ain't tough call they bluff like
Brr niggas ain't fooling nobody
Baby it's lit come through to my party
Girl you sexy keep moving yo body
Made myself lit got myself rich
Fuck gotta prove to somebody

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