Bring All Your Friends

[Verse 1: Clyde Carson]

Boy amazed, got my [?]

Before my time, I was ahead of 'em

Rich enough, I could just put my lights out (aha)

But I can't lie, nigga, love the game

Poppin' [?], like a yellow [?]

Without even tryin', I'm still insane (still it)

Ey, doze at the light

Smoke weed, cook healthy, yeah, that's my type

Cute face, fat ass, yeah, that's my ride

Another party at the crib, yeah, that's my life (ooh)

Clap in my hands in the boxes

Standin' on the couch in my Nikes

I guess I'm just born to live the shit

Another check showin' off my penmanship

Got a studio session from ten to six

And you can come, too, baby, bring all your friends

[Chorus]

(Yeah, yeah)

Bring all your friends (bring 'em, bring 'em)

Bring all your friends (you can bring 'em)

Bring all your friends

You can come, too, baby, bring all your friends

(I…)

[Verse 2: Mozzy]

Baby diggin' the [?] when I let it spill

Baby thinkin' I'm hella famous, what a deal

Suck your face, use the thing, you bitches know the drill

Whole squad [?] Pokemon on the [?]

Make sure you bring your partner with you, no for real

I prolly won't hit on it, but lil' homie will

Fuck you with my clothes on, 'cause I know you still (bitch!)

Baby go bananas when she on a pill (bitch!)

Even on them pyjamas, they don't think it's ill

Solid bitches, they don't do the kiss [?]

Brought up another cup and then I let her ill

Mad swag on the day before I went to jail

[?] law-abiding, this shit is ill

Fucking my bitch partner and then I let her faint

Fucking my bitch partner and then I let her faint

But where your other partners at, I'm tryina fuck with them

[Chorus]

Bring all your friends (Bring 'em, bring 'em)

Bring all your friends (Yeah, yeah)

Bring all your friends

You can come, too, baby, bring all your friends

(I…)

Bring all your friends (Yeah)

Bring all your friends (OK, yeah)

Bring all your friends

You can come, too, baby, bring all your friends

[Verse 3: Clyde Carson]

(Yeah, I)

You know Keisha a freak, she don't wanna go

And [?] on ther under [?]

We got molly, we got drank, we got busta roll

When they see the front though, you know they ain't front, no

Hit it twice and they passin' it back (yeah)

'Sip some Hyphy, then chasin' with [?] (yeah)

Some from the Bay and some bitches from [?] (yeah)

They ain't with you, then you know where they at

Ey

Fuckin' on the couch, we am under them covers

Am I drippin' or these bitches keep touching each other?

I like the way she like that I never her lover

And I prefer a dyke over a wife

So if it's money for some pussy, that's what we don't like

You wanna come and get it, baby, please don't bite

Every time I see you it's gonna be on sky

And when the night over, y'all goin' to be alright, so

[Chorus]

Bring all your friends (I…, aha)

Bring all your friends (yeah)

Bring all your friends

You can come, too, baby, bring all your friends

(Yeah)

Bring all your friends (yeah)

Bring all your friends (yeah)

Bring all your friends

When you come, too, baby, bring all your friends