WhoRidas
Fuck Off the Party
[Verse 1: Mr. Taylor]
What's up, what's up, let's ride
Jump in the pa**enger side on the 4th of July
Hella saucy and fly, didn't grind that day
I just wanted to play
And smoke with the b*t*hes
Throw phrases at b*t*hes
Get play from the b*t*hes
Man, it was major b*t*hes
At the Pleasanton fair
A** was over here, over there
I had to stop and stare
Take a joint from my ear
Tell this b*t*h to come here
Let's breathe
And we even tricked the cops, though the smell of the weed
That's when they grabbed my sleeve
Told me it's time to leave
But what's next, "You're under arrest"
So I grabbed the f**kin' cop and slapped him on his f**kin' bulletproof vest
In the process lost a shoe, ripped a hole in my Guess
That's what the f**k I get for smokin' Mexican stress

(B-I-E-I-itch, I will never switch)(Repeat 4X)

[Verse 2: King Saan]
I'm at the bar doin' big sh*t, gettin' big lit
My n***as, dig this
A few cats lookin' like they wanna get with
So I give 'em a chance real quick, I'm real swift
It's the Wild Wild West, ask Will Smith who will peel the snitch
That howled the name that blew the brain
For foul-snitchin the game
I know my n***a Dre would do the same
So I ain't trippin' on a motherf**kin' thang
Sit back shinin' like a diamond ring
N***as wanna see me hang
So I'm upside down, about to clown
Real gangsta sh*t lost and found
Kidnapped, blast in the back of the dome
Mash in a Brougham
Flashin on the phone, yelllin n***as be tellin
Flowin' like water from a melon
The seeds we spit, the seeds we sellin'
From a westbound felon
F**kin' up your party not carin'
From a westbound felon
F**kin' up your party not carin'
From a westbound felon
(B-I-E-I-itch, I will never switch)(Repeat 4X)

[Verse 3: Mac Dre]
I'm at a concert high and perked with a bad b*t*h next to me
Blown back off Cognac, that bomb green and ecstacy
B*t*hes is buggin', n***as is muggin'
But b*t*hes is lovin 'cause n***as is thuggin'
These n***as start nuttin' in the corner by the speaker
My beeper's goin' off like crazy
The scene is hazy, no time to be lazy
Got to stay on my toes, all of a sudden these hoes
Come out of nowhere and grab this n***a
They stab this n***a, I'm mad this n***a
Didn't have nothin' in his pockets when I ran through 'em
My plans is ruined, what is it I'm doin?
Looks on the flo'...no, it's not
Stupid motherf**ker done dropped his Rolex watch
Put it in my pocket, proceeded to the exit
That's when this b*t*h I knew from the hood came through in this Lexus
I seen these other n***as beatin' down this one fool
I said, "Here come the police, y'all better run, fool"
Soon as I said that the police drew down on us all
Now I'm at the county jail with just one phone call
Ain't that a b*t*h, weak-a** night
All f**ked up behind a weak-a** fight
(B-I-E-I-itch, I will never switch)(Repeat until the end)