party at the liquor store
Singer:abk (anybody killa)
to kill the rest of that warm 40
i hope you got some money
cause i ain't got your back
especially how cheap you was on the chronic sack
there's a party at the liqour store
actin' like a cold 40 ain't good on the throat
who you think that you foolin'? cause it sure ain't me
should'a borrowed five dollars from your old lady
is there anybody's cup as empty as mine?
cd burned full of old school tracks
on the corner of the party store shootin' some craps
if this is something that you normally see
then you probably live close to me
there was a party at the liquor store
there was a party at the liquor store
there was a party at the liquor store
and a chicken head hangin' on either side of me
and make my way around the party
and the weedspot on wheels
then came through the skunk
the chicken heads came back
now it's off to minglin' and see who else up in the shack
the music started bumpin'
there ain't no sign of the pigs
i'd pull my shit and split they fuckin' wigs
and stumblin' off six 40s
by the time i see my homie
chillin' with seven hoes and they sell toes
or they dream about sex and those in birthday clothes
there was a party at the liquor store
there was a party at the liquor store
there was a party at the liquor store
so i rolled up a blunt of that chocolate tie
everybody was chillin' out front