The Theme (It's Party Time)

It's party time, Oh, it's party time

I'm in party

Come on, eah, yeah

Trey Lee, nigga

By storm, by storm

Ain't no mystery, by storm

R-N-F to death, by storm

Reaper, one step beyond. No doubt. Yeah

Check it out, check it out, yeah

Check it out, check it out, check it out

Everywhere in my crew go

Everyone in my crew know

Everyshow in my crew low

You know we get down

Hey, this is how we get down with no question

Trees in the VIP section

Pips on sipping on French connections

Dashing, decked in the latest fashions

Flashing, spending tax-free cash

Take these fast

Suddenly feeling pumped, seems smashed. Hot

Ass at the funnies

Bump with a zip tie

Clip with mics, get in your shit light

So I'm gonna make sure your shit's tight

When I ball, spit it worldwide like dot com

Go to box more

Get up in the dance like gone strong

I'm in the place that I'm on the race

Got a fifth and it's all it take for me to flip. Won't slip

Drop a phone over to get your brunch

Chip on the chicks home and bus ribs

Get a duck sick

Let it be known we got a son in the room

And we holding my crew go

Like time never shone a nigga

And we showed them my crew blow

I give a model

And we holding my crew go

And we filling up, check it out

I'm gonna get down

I'm gonna get down

This is how we get down with no question

Roll up in a chicken's midsection

Move up our goal from marathons to quick sessions

When knowledge will talk

Killing your whole crew with at least 16 bars

Like I'm serious close to a real MC

Take your school ID

I'm a cool like shit

In rap, I use the mic to rule like a pharaoh

Tip them on like a barrel

Ha, you know we get down

Bad to the bone like barrel

Chicks, crack the room

Trey gets played from the plastic grand stool

Flipping in here, bending here

Lyrics stay in here

Why did you go there? I swear

R&M tear things like that

We breaking your team up like a salary cap, and it don't stop

It's like a cream like shack, 17 mil and you're flamboyant

And we holding my crew go

Fantastic

Then I'll stay safe

And we showed them my crew go

Like a honey and a MTP

And we holding my crew go

Like a fan of nothing

I'm not saying that

And we get down

And we get down

It's party time, Come on

It's party time, yeah, come on

It's party time, come on

It's party time

It's party time

So, with no question

Hey, lyrics get action

Stone destined to leave

Y'all niggas jonesing

A threat in a zone

Your protection

Do the best in my profession

When I ride loops like a stress fence

Let's get loose, deep dive

Leave the cool cop

Just in case, Tracy Lee rock

Stone chosen

When we got this party, it's a lot, It's frozen

Time to close in

All those who be dancing

Let's try to hear it without minus spirit

Shows continue to flow the vein

With flows that are sicker than engine, engine

Fluent as fathered injures

Pretenders

I put on the chorus of surrender

The martyricender

And that's ourend of stairs

We're more myth slaughtering

So, we be a new world order

And every way that my crew go

And every hold of my crew go

And every show that my crew go

And now we get down

And every way that my crew go

And every hold of my crew go

And every show that my crew go

You know we get down

You know we get down

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