Party At 8 lyrics

[Intro]

PR, 808, yeah

[Verse 1]

3 AM, woah, still at work making money I won't let you blow

Fast, cash, big pocket

And my nigga got a job at NASA working with a rocket

Ass thick a bad lil' bitch, attitude stuck on rude, bitch

Pussy, tight, huge, lips, pussy wet like South Beach

Call my dick a cruise ship

I'm in Balmain everyday, Balmain all day

I'm a D-boy with the tints, make that P.O. have to squint

[Hook]

I'mma sing to these hoes some

I hit the gin then we smoke

Fuck the hookah I need real wrappers

Fuck fake diamonds I need real diamonds

Fuck your plug I need a real, pill

Come get money with the real

[Verse 2]

6 AM, woah, still at work making money, I won't let you blow

Still at work making money I won't let you blow

I'm greedy I need eeny, meeny, miny, I need mo'

Pimp daddy, lil' mama

I'm not into long sentences get to the comma

Big pockets, wire transfers

Why the fuck the bottle girls more fire than the dancers?

Shout out to the swipers, pop more bottles with the scammers

Ain't no tricking ain't no hoe gon' call me Santa

My flag red and white

[Hook]

I'mma sing to these hoes some

I hit the gin then we smoke

Fuck the hookah, I need real wrappers

Fuck fake diamonds, I need real diamonds

Fuck your plug I need a real pill

I'm getting money with the real

I keep on singing to these hoes

I hit the gin then we smoke