Rock The Party by Kush Kidd Lyrics
(Aye, Aye, Aye)
(Rock The Party)
(Do Em Dirty, Keep A .30 x2)
Keep A .30
I’m Too Dirty, Bout To Do Em Dirty
Rock The Party, Finna Fuck Up The Party
I Touch Her coochie
She Too Nutty, With Her Buddy
Hit Her From The Back, Give Her A Heart Attack
Blow Her Back, She Asked For Some Racks
Bitch Get Back, I’m Wit That, Don’t Fake Dat
Yeah, Gang Attack, Flip Some Packs
Flip Some Packs, Made Some Racks
Made Em Back, Brick’s
Smoking Shit, Gas Pack In My Lungs
I Say That, He Still Want Smoke
Dope In My Hand, I’m The Man
Still Blick Him Back When I Can, Yeah
I’m Making Plans, Moving To The Hill’s
White Benz, Star Roof, Going Loose
Promise Mama, I’m Making Moves
Till I’m Up On The News, Yeah
See This .308 It’s My Witnеss Protection
Better Stay Corrеcted, Or I’ll Blow My Racket
With The Team, They’ll Blow Ya Clean
Bout My Q’s And P’s, Still Strip Your Scene
With This Glizz Get Out My Face, Rack Em Up Send Em This A Dinner Date
Don’t Be Fake, Lotta People Switched Up, Got Replaced
And I Always Keep A K, Spraying Out My Face
Fast Paced, Always Won The Race, Living Fast, Did The Dash
Oh, He Bout That? Send Him To The Lord
Fast Cars, I’m Racing Far
This Life, I’m Making It Far, Yeah
Keep A .30
I’m Too Dirty, Bout To Do Em Dirty
Rock The Party, Finna Fuck Up The Party
I Touch Her Couchie (What?)
She Too Nutty, With Her Buddy
Hit Her From The Back, Give Her A Heart Attack
Blow Her Back, She Asked For Some Racks
Bitch Get Back, I’m Wit That, Don’t Fake Dat
Yeah, Counting Dough, I Want More
Grinding To The Top, Check The Score
Rapping Till My Throat Sore
Lil Bitch Wants Some More
Bitch A Thot, Get Back
Get Back, Way Back, I Had No Racks
Now I Gotta Bring Them Back, No Cap
All My Brothers Still In Da Trap, No Cap
Yeah, Counting Dough, I Want More
Grinding To The Top, Check The Score
Rapping Till My Throat Sore
Lil Bitch Wants Some More
Bitch A Thot, Get Back
Get Back, Way Back, I Had No Racks
Now I Gotta Bring Them Back, No Cap
All My Brothers Still In Da Trap, No Cap
(Rock The Party)
(Do Em Dirty, Keep A .30 x2)
Keep A .30
I’m Too Dirty, Bout To Do Em Dirty
Rock The Party, Finna Fuck Up The Party
I Touch Her coochie
She Too Nutty, With Her Buddy
Hit Her From The Back, Give Her A Heart Attack
Blow Her Back, She Asked For Some Racks
Bitch Get Back, I’m Wit That, Don’t Fake Dat
Yeah, Gang Attack, Flip Some Packs
Flip Some Packs, Made Some Racks
Made Em Back, Brick’s
Smoking Shit, Gas Pack In My Lungs
I Say That, He Still Want Smoke
Dope In My Hand, I’m The Man
Still Blick Him Back When I Can, Yeah
I’m Making Plans, Moving To The Hill’s
White Benz, Star Roof, Going Loose
Promise Mama, I’m Making Moves
Till I’m Up On The News, Yeah
See This .308 It’s My Witnеss Protection
Better Stay Corrеcted, Or I’ll Blow My Racket
With The Team, They’ll Blow Ya Clean
Bout My Q’s And P’s, Still Strip Your Scene
With This Glizz Get Out My Face, Rack Em Up Send Em This A Dinner Date
Don’t Be Fake, Lotta People Switched Up, Got Replaced
And I Always Keep A K, Spraying Out My Face
Fast Paced, Always Won The Race, Living Fast, Did The Dash
Oh, He Bout That? Send Him To The Lord
Fast Cars, I’m Racing Far
This Life, I’m Making It Far, Yeah
Keep A .30
I’m Too Dirty, Bout To Do Em Dirty
Rock The Party, Finna Fuck Up The Party
I Touch Her Couchie (What?)
She Too Nutty, With Her Buddy
Hit Her From The Back, Give Her A Heart Attack
Blow Her Back, She Asked For Some Racks
Bitch Get Back, I’m Wit That, Don’t Fake Dat
Yeah, Counting Dough, I Want More
Grinding To The Top, Check The Score
Rapping Till My Throat Sore
Lil Bitch Wants Some More
Bitch A Thot, Get Back
Get Back, Way Back, I Had No Racks
Now I Gotta Bring Them Back, No Cap
All My Brothers Still In Da Trap, No Cap
Yeah, Counting Dough, I Want More
Grinding To The Top, Check The Score
Rapping Till My Throat Sore
Lil Bitch Wants Some More
Bitch A Thot, Get Back
Get Back, Way Back, I Had No Racks
Now I Gotta Bring Them Back, No Cap
All My Brothers Still In Da Trap, No Cap