Lil Nas X - Late To Da Party (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Nas X - Late To Da Party (en) Lyrics
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Yeah, fuck BET (Yeah), fuck BET
(Yeah), fuck BET (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, fuck BET (They know that),
yeah (They know that)
Yeah, ayy (D-D-Daytrip
took it to ten, hey)
Lick it all up (Mhm, mm)
Slurp it (Mhm, ah), make it sloppy
(Okay, okay, okay, okay)
Look at how I top shit, bitch
I just put like three
up in the top ten
Now I don't need nobody, I just
need these CCs on my body
Everything I do, bitch, right
or wrong, gon' make a profit
Read about it, I don't even
gotta sing about it
I wake up with the money that
you niggas dream about, uh
Cheese all on my left, uh, cheese
all on my side, yeah
They don't want it like that,
they want me to die, yeah
Cheese all on my left, uh, cheese
all on my sidе, yeah (Okay)
They don't want it like that,
thеy want me to die, yeah
Don't try me, you better save
that shit for somebody else
Don't try me, 'cause, bitch, I can't
be late to the party, yeah
Yeah, you know we got 'em
Hundreds (Grr) inside this
bitch, a hundred sticks
A hundred bitches with a hundred
thousand on my wrist, yeah
Baddie in my bed and she plan
on drivin' me (What?)
Demons in my head, I can't stop
'em all from rottin' me
She want me to buy her some CCs
She wanna eat and I hope
that she don't bite now
She on her knees, and she's
worshipin' right now
With her friend I'm flirtin',
now she wan' fight now
These people they know not to try me
I get in that mode and
collect me a body
I'm up in New York like I'm Gotti
I'm ridin' lil' shorty
like new Kawasakis
Cheese all on my left, uh, cheese
all on my side, yeah (Okay)
Hmm, get it, uh (Get it), window
double tinted (Yeah, yeah)
Face is sitting pretty, you bitches
wouldn't get it, uh (Yeah)
I'm at Met Gala in Versace
and it's fitted, uh
Farted on these niggas (Pfft),
oops, I think I shitted
He want X', I'm likin' his sister
Want her to perform, so I gotta
book her (Let's go, let's go)
She say, "Chanel bag," plus, I'm gon'
flood her ears with boogers
They know not to try me, they know
for a fact that I got it
On my hip and blue hundreds
inside of my pocket
Mercedes-Benz with the Brabus kit body
I shipped it, I hit it, take
off like a rocket (Vroom)
Long as she don't tell nobody, I'm
gon' caress her whole body, uh
Know I'm ready as soon as she cum, uh
I lick it as soon as
I'm done (Yeah, uh)
Don't wan' be late for the
party (Mmm, ah, ah)
You know I turn up, they can't
never turn me down
Don't try me, 'cause bitch I can't
be late to the party, yeah
Yeah, ayy, yeah
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