Lil Wayne - Grove Party (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Wayne - Grove Party (en) Lyrics
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I got a whole lotta money,
pop that pussy for me
My homie got that yopper,
he a-bang it at a copper
Ayy, gangsta party, gangsta
party, gangsta party
Stove on my waist, cook
your ass up, gourmet
All-black four-four, do
you want foreplay?
I'm going at your face
like Oil of Olay
No champagne, but you
know my flag rosé
Swagger on steroids: Canseco, Jose
No Limit Records: We so
'bout it 'bout it
I'm higher than a bitch, feel like
I climbed a fucking mountain
Illest nigga you know, my accountant
still counting
Shot hit him a minute ago, but
his body still bouncing
Beam on the hammer, beam
on your forehead
Gotta kill the witnesses
'cause Birdman car red
Hollygrove Monster, Eagle
Street creature
Come to your funeral, kill everybody
but the preacher
I live in Miami, nigga,
I'll South Beach you
Robin Leach—uh, that's how we ballin'
You know that I'm loaded, but please
don't think it's sweeter
Beat one of you bitch niggas
up like John Cena
Them hoes on Young Money,
tell them hoes we coming
Boy, we get it popping, we ain't
saving hoes, we swapping
Yeah, gangsta party, gangsta
party, gangsta party
Big-head Desert Eagle, call it Sade
I just get that money,
Stunna taught me that
That Xan took me under,
Patrón brought me back
I'm leaning on these motherfuckers
like I caught a flat
And that Glock snap back like
an old Starter hat, haha!
What the lick read? I'm
in the big league
I'm a breath of fresh air—let
the bitch breathe
I'm tryna chillax, but
I had to do it, Dev
I'm at the funeral, like,
"I had to do it, Rev.!"
Mack, you my big brother,
I'll split a wig for you
Put that on Mary P.,
until they bury me
Moment of clarity—yeah,
that's my diamond game
I keep a fine bitch 'cause
I like the finer things
Haha! Fuck with me, slime
No brain on the whip, I got
nothing in mind, hehe
Carter 4, they ain't fucking with mine
I drop that Sorry 4 the Wait to
make up for the time, yeah!
Yeah I do my thang, bitch
what's up? (Swag)
Young BasedGod, came in with
the ballers (Woo, woo,
woo, with the ballers)
Iced-out chain, bitch, I'm rich off that
same shit (Oh, that same shit)
Sixty-five hoes on my dick,
bitch, it's Christmas
Straight Westside, Bay Area bitch,
I'll grave em (Swag)
Pretty boy shit, Based
God finna hang 'em
Armed like a cradle, and you niggas
can't stop me (Can't stop me)
Shouts out to Mack Maine getting
rich and cocky (Mack Maine)
Bitch it's still Westside (Swag),
shouts out to Weezy
Young BasedGod with that 55 heater
187 bitch (Ayy), I pull a 2-11 bitch
With that tiny shirt, man (Yeah)
And that (Yeah) tiny pants, man (Swag)
I'm on that BasedWorld, and
I fuck with Cash Money
Niggas don't understand, man, they
gang like a chain (Swag, swag)
Man, that "Woo woo swag," bitch,
brr-rang-dang-dang-dang
Man, bruh, off top, I'm a
Wolfpack hitter (Swag)
Man, my life just a painting. and
I paint you a picture, man
Think about it: a young paid-ass nigga
This that stuntin' music (Stuntin'
music); bitch, I just
do's it (I just do's it)
It's Lil B (Yeah, yeah) and
I'll motherfucking bruise
'em, we run it! (Swag!)
Man, shouts out to Maine
and Wayne, man (Woo!)
Shouts out to New Orleans! Westside
I can't believe it's niggas
getting money down here
who fuck with me! Swag!
Weezy, I see you! What it do!
That motherfucking partying
Bitches, man, what it do?
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