Party In The Morgue
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Like that, y'all
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(Party in the morgue)
Woman, hold the flame, I can't shame your fame
We bought the bottles, club bringin' the rain
Don Donna Pino, bottle up, first floor Vegas casino
The top cat with the dark blue Cadillac, out the Reno
From there I hit the Filipino, let it roll, get bold
Below first name Chino, Valentino, take her to the patio
Bark the spot, fuck you're hot, you're never, you're not
Leavin' the spot, that's right, yo
What is not when we come to, come through
When you want to, that's when you touch two
Touch two, touch three, touch four men
See the scorin', we pourin', pourin'
With Johnny Donnie in a Maserati
Slick Rick playin' la-di-da-di
Yeah, that's right, yo
That's right, yo, that's right, yo
That's right, yo, that's right, yo
That's right, yo, that's right, yo
That's right, yo, that's right, yo
Let me see you say "Ho"
It's a party in the morgue, Bronx-Brooklyn style
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(Party in the morgue)
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New Jersey in the house, Philly cats with me
The mirth parts, fire rocks, smokin' blunts of green
Miami hoes in the house, G-strings and thongs
Chicago pimps gettin' paid when the record's on
Rough, see me do my thing
With Detroit boss players with them pinky rings
Rinky-dink cheap whores without chips ain't jack
See, my roof is on fire and the party is packed
Shake and bake and take the time to make a rhyme
That penetrates straight through your mind
Up in the morgue, jump in the hot tub and get a back rub
Surrounded by some bad niggas and a pile of bomb bud
The life I love, that's all I'm thinkin' of
Give it to me now, here we go, put 'em under
Somehow we'll make it thunder
I shake my back and then they wonder
Sippin' on Cristal, slidin' through the morgue, they hear me comin'
Who be the richest and this is, Embalmer the Funk Mistress
Y'all know y'all wanna hit this
I'll be makin' all the noise
Now follow me, boys
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(Party in the morgue)
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(Party in the morgue)
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(Party in the morgue) Like that, y'all
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(Party in the morgue)