Rhiness - Party All Night (feat. Edgar & Indiolowk)

Ima party all night long, yeah
Fuck right with the lights on, yeah
And take a hit pass it down, oh yeah
See if my homie back in town, oh yeah
I'm like damn lil mama what you doin right there
Freak in the sheets when you do it like that
Well then add another coma when you put it like that
Party don't end till the sun come up
Let me just mind my business
Running up the bag like it's fitness
Catching this rhythm like it's dipping
Whip came thru got it shipped in
Yeah, Yeah
Uh
Pop my kettle like I'm Harlow
Pull up in a black all tinted Monte Carlo
Black tux fitted keep my business and my cargo
Yeah we pull up in the dark no narcos
Party with some bitches while we drink champagne
Got the homies on deck, we could run that train
Say you wanna party in the west side,
Where bitches got there ass size and they fit tight pants
Skirt like denim
Tight ass jeans
Pants so tight I could see through seams
Gold black bottle
Me costa carro
Champagne up like I won that lotto
Party like that
Say hello to my lifestyle (Lifestyle)
Love it when I do it like that
Kick back party at my house (Party at my house)
Party like that
Say hello to my lifestyle (Lifestyle)
Love it when I do it like that
Kick back party at my house (Party at my house)
Ima party all night long, yeah
Fuck right with the lights on, yeah
And take a hit pass it down, oh yeah
See if my homie back in town, oh yeah
I'm like damn lil mama what you doin right there
Freak in the sheets when you do it like that
Well then add another coma when you put it like that
Party don't end till the sun come up
She like drip from my designer
Roar from the Gucci tiger
The neighbors think we made music, she hit major and minors
Mixing Fendi and the Prada
Sex en la mañana
She step in Jimmy Choo and while I'ma step in Balenciaga
She love me because I'm sliming
Gassing bees going grimy
I'm caught him by myself, call of my charges, ain't no criming
VVS the Rollie shinning
Ccs those stones ain't diamonds
Robin gs the wings glisining you think I'm flying
She ask why you so high end
Listen cause I ain't lying
When I was just a jit I ain't had nothing else now I'm buying
Shopping we going baby marks us don't check the tags
I blew a couple racks on sex watching his money come get his bag
Ima party all night long, yeah
Fuck right with the lights on, yeah
And take a hit pass it down, oh yeah
See if my homie back in town, oh yeah
I'm like damn lil mama what you doin right there
Freak in the sheets when you do it like that
Well then add another coma when you put it like that
Party don't end till the sun come up

Written by:
angel sanchez, Edgar serrato, ulysses Jasso

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