Chorus: Lord Tariq



Party, all night, fiesta, forever

Getting cheddar, whatever, together, whatever



Verse 1: Lord Tariq



One dres on the six, I resurrect the willie, hottest (dick)

I'm rich, plotter on your daughter, I'm magician cause I trick

And your man wanna flip, cause I'm poppin that (shit)

Takin the shop (bitch), yo honey hoppin the whip

(Shit's) real, I won't hit it, niggas droppin, will split

Spend the money, matter fact, I've seen these crouch it can get

Take the keys to the reigns, black 4.6, cause all the (bitches) want this

PDS on your fist, platinum on your neck, show part on your wrist

Take it, no I insist, we can (fuck) in the morning

And shop through the day

Tonight Max was performing so we can go play

Huh, jealousy and envy lurch through the party

When the women see the up (dick) it's luster for your body

Considered drug-dealers because we spark rollies and

His and hers chillers, I'm a lover not a killer

So let's just



Chorus (2x)



Verse 2: Lord Tariq



Aiyyo Gunz, I met this freaky (bitch) about a week ago

In New York, by the beacon yo, lookin like a sneaky hoe

Even though she had a few friends, about 3 or 4

Standing by the sneaker-store, and said that she seen me before

But I don't believe it yo, she must have seen the ice-shinin

Beneath the sleeve-roll, she like the way the diamonds go

Never mind (bitch), I'm about to blow, I gotta swerve

And she had the on fast to commin ass, she can go

Without a question yo, backseat the hard one

Parked around the corner, laid pipe like a plummer

Ran through her all summer, from tha morning to tha night

And I even trick a little, kepting shorty tight

For the



Chorus (2x)



Will Tracks:



Just do it, don't stop now

Make it hurt you, just a little bit

Not too much, it's workin

Getting money all right now  	(2x)



Verse 3: Lord Tariq



A lot of women wanna be with me

Cause I sport linen, and I hang around with Peter G

And they see me grinnin, rim spinnin on the silver-3

Step to me and ask (Lord Tariq are you feelin me)

Come on (bitch), dealin me, I'm boss playa MVP

Getting cash frequently, easy ass, 1-2-3

Doin at the leather-seat

You wanna be (fucked), me I'm kinda horny luckily

Back in the club we get it on, it's the thug in me

Let's



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