40 Glocc Lyrics - (we Just) Came To Party lyrics

(we Just) Came To Party lyrics (Lyrics)

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[Sun:]
Light up that marijuana
Pass me the bomb
Fill up my cup
Fill it up with Patron
Sun

[Verse 1: Sun]
We just came to party
And Im feelin good
I got the Remy for any women thats feeling loose
Your man grillin and he just up on my tennis shoes
I think we met, we gettin checks like [? ]
You see her shinin with diamonds, glass, a swimmin pool
All the women drool, when they see the linen jewels
The way you drifted by, it really got me in the mood
Take me to the room and blow me up like a inner clue

[Village Boo:]
I just came to party
Pulled up
In my old school, with the naughty
Valet park
My shit, next to 40s
Tip Toe
In the Coup, he look sporty (He ridin three piece)
And Im tryin to leave tonight, with at least three freaks
Hit the room, you know, until I skeet, skeet
I hope these clowns in here aint tryin to start beef
Cause thatll be the reason that niggas kickin your front teeth

[Chorus: Eminem]
We just came to party
We aint comin hear to
Start shit with nobody
Girl, we just wanna see ya
Work that, work that, body
With ya man lookin like
He, can murk somebody
We just sipped a little
Bit too much Bacardi
He done tripped into this
Cup, and spilt it on me
Now, hes startin on some
Shit, this with the naughty
Hes about to get the
Shit, kicked, [? ] out of him

[Verse 2: Tip Toe]
I dont got no time for these niggas thats playing games
I dont take it as a diss unless you sayin my name
Im a bad influence, I smoke weed in front of kids
I crack a bottle open and ask em
If they wanna swig
Im the bad guy that touched your wife
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Tip Toe aint nothin nice
I rob Benz and still sport a gang of ice
We gettin money, we aint trippin off you hoe niggas
Cause if we want you, well come show up at your show, niggas

[Jayo Felony:]
He bout to get the
Shit kicked the fucked out of em
They call me
Once yall killin, the Crips is lovin em
I split his fuckin
Head for the pushin and shovin em
So crazy
I harass and embarrass him in public em
Just sayin
Hit a stick that get a guerilla pissin me with that is Crip
I could get sick as I wanna get, cause you know Im the shit
Never sound like an amateur, I damage niggas brains
This buster
Came to be a party pooper, Im insane

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Niqle Nut]
Got a couple of handguns, feel like my block is ready
And Im livin it Thug Life, like I was Makaveli and
Nigga, this Zoo Life, nigga, I ride for it
Ill die for it and do federal time for it
Im a Inglewood nigga, just have it at any brother
I aint started gangbangin because of my favorite color
I done flip the whole brick
Im flippin this cocaine
Got socas in line, dancin like its Soul Train

[40 Glocc:]
The party dont pop off, unless we pop up in it
If the drama jump off, the first to dive up in it
Infamous G on it, baby, Shady, Aftermath
I done started my own shit, some life about to crack
Bloods and Crips, they love me (I get my point across)
Bang on the nigga thats phony ([? ] sauce)
Pick up the phone with the police
And he was tryin to kick it, but niggas got cold feet
YAH!

[Chorus x2]

[40 Glocc:]
ZOO LIFE!
INFAMOUS!
G-UNIT!
SHADY!
AFTERMATH!
BIOTCH!