Grove St. Party - Lil Wayne

I got a whole lot of money,
Pop that pussy for me,
My homie got that yoppa,
Hell bang it at a coppa
Ey, gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party!
Stove on my waist, cook your ass up gourmet
All black 4 4 do you want foreplay
I'm going at your face like oil of ole
No champagne, but you know my flag Rose,
Swagga on steroids, canseco jose
No living records, we so bout it bout it
I'm higher than a bitch, feel like I climb a fucking mountain,
Illest nigga you know my accountant still counting
Shots hit him a minute ago, but he's body still bouncing!
Beam on the hammer, beam on your forehead,
Gotta kill the witnesses cause birdman car red
Hollygrove monster, eagle street creature,
Come to your funeral, kill everybody but the preacher.
I live in miami, nigga, I'll south beach ya
Robin Leach uh that's how we balling!
You know that I'm loaded, but please don't think it's sweeter,
Beat one of you bitch niggas up like john cena
Then hoes on yo money tell then hoes we commin
Before we get it popping, we aint trading hoes, we swappin
Yea, gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party!
Big head desert eagle call it "shotty"
Howd you get that money stunna told me that
The zan took me under, patrone brought me back
I'm leanin on these niggas like I coughta flat
I'm a breath of freash air let the bitch breathe
I had to chillax but I had to do it dev
I'm at the funeral like I had to do it rev
Mack you my big brother I'll split a wig for ya
I put that on repeat untill the bury me
Moment of clarity; yea that's my diamond game
I keep a fine bitch cuz I like the finner things
Fuck with me slime, no brain on the whip I got
Nothin in mind carter 4 they aint fuckin with mine
I dropped that sorry for the wait to make up
For the time

Verse 2 (Lil B)
Yeah I do my thing bitch what's up?
Young based god came in with the ballers
Iced out chain bitch, I'm rich with that same shit
See 5 hoes on my dick bitch it's christmas
Striaght west stide bay area bitch I'll graze em
Gritty boy bitch based god from the angles
On like a craddle and you niggas can't stop me
Shout out to Mack Mane gettin rich and cockey
Bitches still west side shout out to weezy
Young based god with that 55 heater
187 bitch I put it to 11 bitch
With that tiny shirt mane
And the tiny pants mane
I'm on based world and I fucks with cash money
My niggas don't understand man
The game like a chain
Woo woo! Swag bitch brang-dang-dang man
Bra off the top ima wolf pack hitter
My life just painting and I paint
You a pictrue mane thing bout it young
Paid ass nigga This tha stunt music
Bitch I just dos it and it's Lil B
And I'll muthafuckin prove it, we runnin