TREY CHOPS - Life of the Party

Everbody getting fucked up
Little nigga in the back acting tough, he on some other stuff
But me, I stick with Mary Jane
You got a problem, meet the cure for every motherfucking thing
And sure, yeah, I might sip
Pour that Wiser in a glass, and drink it up quick
Now everything's gone slow mo
Just pass me that green mojo, fat blunt full of 'Dro though
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
Uh, so keep your head up nigga
I know times are rough, but keep your hand away from the trigger
Yeah, you could be the life of the party
Sip Bacardi, mess with big booty hoes that's looking naughty
Believe in you, and just yourself
Middle finger up, so fuck everybody else
Yeah, fuck 'em and their health
Passion doesn't come around
So sit back, smoke one down
And listen to this, my new sound
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party
You could be the
Life of the
You could be the life of the party

Written by:
Trey Charles

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