Party Over Here by Malachi Grant Lyrics

Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)
Wavy low Caesar, Ice out the freezer
9mm, shoot non-believers
Murda mamis, Dime’s Straight divas
Hotter than a fever, do them on my leisure
Lay them down, hit the spot, let them seizure
I see’s ya, take a breather
The procedure, always have amesia
Ma your too eager, Nah- I don’t need ya
Autumn don’t fall – fall – fall
Baby I’ll leave ya
Ain't shit change, but my legiments
And my dividends, what I’m sitting in
How I’m living is - Different
How different? Shit!
I don’t ball like I used to
I ball karma sutra
More O’s than ya used to
Ha ha ha Sitcom For the future...

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)
Party ova here…
Party ova there…
We on and we bout it
We on and we wit
Party ova here…
Party ova there…
We on and we bout it
We on and we wit

Get -Get -Get Get-Get- Get it in
Don’t –Don’t-Don’t Don’t Stop Partying
Get- Get-Get-Get Get- Get it in

Party ova here…
Party ova there…

Verse 2: (Malachi Grant)

With a Bad Chic—She Bossy
Tugging on my Chain—Calling me Flossy
Asking what it cost me—
Ma is you insane—or is you just saucy
Don’t matter either Way—
The best way to behave—is not to
Got you—pop 2
Meet me in the spot with your lollipop crew
What the lick read?
They in the whip, shift the stick
And it’s all speed, They coming for meee
Move like assassins—with passion
Please meet Mr. Satisfaction
Everlasting, ‘til your grasping—fabric
Head—Keep on getting it
Legs—Keep on opening
And I’m gone keep on going in…
Chorus: (Malachi Grant)

Verse 3: (Dunn Da God)