Bài hát Late To Da Party (F*CK BET) Báo Lỗi

Yeah, BET

Yeah, BET

Yeah, BET

Yeah, BET

Yeah yeah ayy yeah

Lick it all up

Slurp it, make it sloppy

Okay, okay, okay, okay

Look at how I top

I just put like three up

In the top ten

Now I don't need nobody

I just need these CCs on my body

Everything I do, right or wrong

Gon' make a profit

Read about it

I don't even gotta sing about it

I wake up with the money

That you *** dream about

Cheese all on my left, uh

Cheese all on my side, yeah

They don't want it like that

They want me to die, yeah

Cheese all on my left, uh

Cheese all on my sidе, yeah

They don't want it like that

Thеy want me to die

Don't try me

You better save that *** for somebody else

Don't try me

'Cause ***

I can't be late to the party, yeah

Yeah, you know we got a

Hundreds inside this, a hundred sticks

A hundred with a hundred thousand

On my wrist, yeah

Baddie in my bed

And she plan on drivin' me

Demons in my head

I can't stop 'em all from ridin' me

She want me to buy some CCs

She wanna eat

And I hope she don't bite, nah

She on her knees

And she's worshipin' right now

With her friend I'm flirtin'

Now she wan' fight now

These people they know not to try me

I get in that mode

And collect me a body

I'm up in New York like I'm Gotti

I'm ridin' lil' shorty like new Kawasakis

Cheese all on my left, uh

Cheese all on my side, yeah

They don't want it like that

They want me to die, yeah

Cheese all on my left, uh

Cheese all on my sidе, yeah

They don't want it like that

Thеy want me to die

Don't try me

You better save that *** for somebody else

Don't try me

'Cause ***

I can't be late to the party, yeah

Yeah, you know we got a

Hmm, get it, uh

Window double tinted

Fake, simp, pretty

You *** wouldn't get it, uh

I'm at Met Gala in Versace

And it's fitted, uh

Farted on these ***

Oops, I think I ***

He want X', I'm likin' his sister

Want her to perform

So I gotta book her

She say Chanel bag

Plus, I'm gon' flood her ears with boogers

They know not to try me

They know for a fact that I got it

On my hip

And blue hundreds inside of my pocket

Mercedes-benz with the Brabus kit body

I shipped it, I hit it

Take off like a rocket

Long as she don't tell nobody

I'm gon' caress her whole body, uh

Know I'm ready as soon as she cum, uh

I lick it as soon as I'm done

Don't wan' be late for the party

You know I turn up

They can't never turn me down

Don't try me

You better save that *** for somebody else

Don't try me

'Cause ***

I can't be late to the party, yeah

Yeah, you know we got 'em

Yeah, BET

Yeah, BET

Yeah, BET

Yeah, BET

Yeah yeah ayy yeah