[Intro: DJ Drama]
G-Town Dram
Third Power
[Verse 1: Young Chris]
Bought a brand new loft, five thousand a month
Bitch my sour expensive, hundred dollars a blunt
Only smoke if it's proper, in the words of Big Poppa
We rush his ass to the doctors, we tuck the sacks and we shot you
Blocka-blocka-bla-blocka, warn his ass with them chopper
It'll be a massacre, faggot, automatic kicking like soccer
Bottles popping it's popping, twenty bitches around us
I just slide her the numbers, soon as she hit me, I count her
I canary the pinky, hit her right like winky
Got the club looking cloudy, for the love of the stinky
In a 600 Benz, couple bitches, they friends
And we just getting started, these haters wishing it end
Brown noseing these hoes, niggas fishing again
Notice she swallow it all, drop my kid on her chin
Niggas left me for dead, bitch I'm living again
Special chopper division, they see my vision to win
[Chorus: Young Chris & Meek Mill]
Know it's a party, when you see the sparkles, they coming
On top of couches, bitches surround us, we blunted
Travel the globe, stomp through your town, and run it
Now let em know, cuff them hoes tonight, we blowin a hundred, huh
(Ph-Ph-Ph-Ph-Philly in the building, bitch)
Blow it 'cause we muh'fuckin' paid hoe (Paid hoe)
Inhale that green, blow that paper like the haze hoe
Life is a beach, I'm in the sun with my shades hoe
After the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
Hey hoe (Hey hoe), hey hoe (Hey hoe)
After the club, we get the baddest bitch and lay low
Hey hoe (Hey hoe), hey hoe (Hey hoe)
After the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Maserati dipping, wrist cost me a chicken
Neck cost a Bentley, think I'm finna have a ticket
Got a fetish for Ferraris, and fucking badder bitches
Smoke a nigga like I'm Marley, all we know is ladder niggas, ahh!
The summer's mine, Jordan number 9
I came in balling on these niggas like a young LeBron
AND-1 all your bitches, hit them from the line
Came in with your main hoe, your side chick on my other line
It's me and Chris, eat a dick, we the shit
We really balling, you just talk about it, Stephen Smith
I let my money do the talking, I just plead the fifth
I'm on my Metro, call me if you need a brick
[Chorus: Young Chris, Meek Mill, Freeway, Young Chris & Freeway]
Know it's a party, when you see the sparkles, they coming
On top of couches, bitches surround us, we blunted
Travel the globe, stomp through your town, and run it
Now let em know, cuff them hoes tonight, we blowin a hundred, huh
(Ph-Ph-Ph-Ph-Philly in the building, bitch)
Blow it 'cause we muh'fuckin' paid hoe (Paid hoe)
Inhale that green, blow that paper like the haze hoe
Life is a beach, I'm in the sun with my shades hoe
After the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
Hey hoe (Hey hoe), hey hoe (Hey hoe)
After the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
Hey hoe (Hey hoe), hey hoe (Hey hoe)
After the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
[Verse 3: Freeway]
Push the mach-y with bacon, all these rappers be hating
Spit hella facts on hella facts, ain’t let me past immigrations
Told my Canadian fans they had me stuck at the border
Seen the Breitling, big beard', I think them bastards is racist
Call me Hussain boy, cause we are off to the races
And no negating Smith & Wesson leave you crew flamed boy
We be up in the clubs, stunting with 2 Chainz boy
Got it popping, niggas mad they bitches all up in our faces
Got them bottles of Rosay, shots of Patron
Make all them chicks take shots to the dome
If y’all haters try to follow me home
See how many shots do a caliber hold
Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, a hundred
A hundred, none of y’all bitch ass niggas don’t want it
Team early, End Division 1 on you cocksuckers
[Chorus: Young Chris, Freeway & Both]
Know it's a party, when you see the sparkles, they coming
On top of couches, bitches surround us, we blunted
Travel the globe, stomp through your town, and run it
Now let em know, cuff them hoes tonight, we blowin a hundred, huh
(Philly in the building, bitch)
Blow it 'cause we muh'fuckin' paid hoe (We gettin paid hoe)
Inhale that green, blow that paper like the haze hoe
Life is a beach, I'm in the sun with my shades hoe
After the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
Hey hoe (Hey hoe), hey hoe (Hey hoe)
After the club, we get the baddest bitch and lay low
Hey hoe (Hey hoe), hey hoe (Hey hoe)
After the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
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