PARTY AT 8

[Intro] Pr, 808, yeah [Verse 1] 3 AM, woah, still at work making money I won't let you blow Fast, cash, big pocket And my nigga got a job at NASA working with a rocket Ass thick a bad lil' bitch, attitude stuck on rude, bitch Pussy, tight, huge, lips, pussy wet like South Beach Call my dick a cruise ship I'm in Balmain everyday, Balmain all day I'm a D-boy with the tints, make that P.O. have to squint [Hook] I'mma sing to these hoes some I hit the gin then we smoke Fuck the hookah I need real wrappers Fuck fake diamonds I need real diamonds Fuck your plug I need a real, pill Come get money with the real [Verse 2] 6 AM, woah, still at work making money, I won't let you blow Still at work making money I won't let you blow I'm greedy I need eeny, meeny, miny, I need mo' Pimp daddy, lil' mama I'm not into long sentences get to the comma Big pockets, wire transfers Why the fuck the bottle girls more fire than the dancers? Shout out to the swipers, pop more bottles with the scammers Ain't no tricking ain't no hoe gon' call me Santa My flag red and white [Hook] I'mma sing to these hoes some I hit the gin then we smoke Fuck the hookah, I need real wrappers Fuck fake diamonds, I need real diamonds Fuck your plug I need a real pill I'm getting money with the real I keep on singing to these hoes I hit the gin then we smoke