Kuttem Reese

Party Party
(Cutta, we rich) (VVS, you forgot to hit it) My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party" I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party" I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) His Rastas off like Bob Marley Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Got Glocks, choppas, and narcotics My Rasta, yeah, my partner, yeah Your daughter, we got her and fucked hеr, yeah Don't be that last dude causе he got fucked up, yeah And he worth millions, but still on that dumb stuff, yeah Ayy, I'm the dumbest nigga, they know I'm coming, nigga (Skrrt, skrrt) Letras de cancionesI pull up swervin' like a revered, I could run it, nigga Post in the hood all by myself, I don't need no hundred, nigga I never change, like, fuck this fame and fuck this money, nigga (Brrt) My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party" I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party My white girl wasted, she get high, start screaming, "Party, party" I fucked this bitch I didn't know, I'm really sorry, sorry Bro pulled up Lamb', I pulled up shifting in Ferrari, 'Rari An opp' just died, so what that mean? Okay, let's throw a party Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) His Rastas off like Bob Marley Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Oh, he's a bad boy? (A bad boy) Got Glocks, choppas, and narcotics My Rasta, yeah, my partner, yeah Your daughter, we got her and fucked her, yeah Don't be that last dude cause he got fucked up, yeah And he worth millions, but still on that dumb stuff, yeah From Letras Mania