[Chorus: Drumma Boy]
We 'bout to throw a private party
Ain't no fuck niggas invited
So many women in the building
Only real niggas inside it
It's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
[Verse 1: Drumma Boy]
Yeah, it's a private party
So you should feel special
And if you ain't tryna turn up
We might as well gon' let you out
See all these pretty ladies
Ain't no way we gon' let you down
You might as well go play around
Pick you up some, gon' stretch you out
No pistol toat [?]
Just weed smoke and them molly thangs
Start a line, eat onion rings
Light a flame, or make it rain
'Cause it don't matter to me
It's 'bout four hoes all in my ear
It's 'bout two kelos of that purp
We so throwed off in here
All you smell is cash
All you smell is gas
All I smell is gas
And a lil bit of some ass
'cause niggas been fuckin
You know bitches been suckin
Back it up, drop it low
You know niggas been [?]
Act like it's your birthday
Welcome to the party life
Baby girl ain't Ms. Right
Going ham in the spotlight
The hottest thing in the city
Where them girls came to get with it
Without a doubt, we bring them out
If you ain't here, you heard about it
[Chorus: Drumma Boy]
We 'bout to throw a private party
Ain't no fuck niggas invited
So many women in the building
Only real niggas inside it
It's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Only real niggas aloud
I'm passing king, you threw it around
Smoking while I'm looking through the crowd
Blowing clouds, looking for a thick bust down
Some corpret, some strippers, some go to college
They just came to have a little fun at the private party
So fuck that
Let's do it
Wanna have fun? let's get to it
Follow me to the private room
Hold up, wait
Where your friend?
Matter fact, you know the twin?
Take these shots, time to turn up
Now we going in
She got a nigga at home, but tonight, she ain't going in
What goes on at the private party, stays at the private party
I got your bitch smoking weed, showing me all her private parts
I bought her one more drink, and then I asked her "Can you ride a horse?"
We on them drugs, nevermind us
The private party where you find us
[Chorus: Drumma Boy]
We 'bout to throw a private party
Ain't no fuck niggas invited
So many women in the building
Only real niggas inside it
It's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It's a private party
Brick Squad at the party
Balling hard, just [?] Atlanta Falkins beat New Orlands
All I ride is forgies, I just paid a mortgage
After party balling harder, all the bitches gorgeous
It's Drumma Boy and Gucci
Can't forget Dolph
Pint of this [?] syrup, dawg, and ain't even got no [?]
[?] yola, your boyfriend [?]
Drumma Boy my kinfolk
Yeah, we gone, we drinking [?]
X.O. dark like [?]
Quarter bag [?]
So much molly, make a sandcastle, we on the beach, we might blast off
Private party, my pants off
Ball so hard, I passed out
Smoked so much, they ran out
Tryna fuck with Wop, I smoke [?]
What y'all know 'bout Guwop, nigga?
New Mexico the [?] nigga
[?] 'cause I threw up [?] but Ace of Spade [?]
Deadstar on a Gucci chopper
R.I.P. my nigga Pablo
Hundred cakes, a hundred pounds and [?]
It's Gucci!
[Chorus: Drumma Boy]
We 'bout to throw a private party
Ain't no fuck niggas invited
So many women in the building
Only real niggas inside it
It's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
Yeah, it's a private party
It's a private party
