Party Life - A Cappella

Break out the red lights, welcome to the party life

Welcome to the 70s, sweet

Ordered some Patreezy, while talking to this breezy

Brushing off my three-piece, I make this look too easy

So tall and lanky, my suit, it should thank me

I make it look good to be this hood, Meyer Lansky

Mixed with Lucky Lefty, gangster effortlessly

Papa was a rolling stone, it's in my ancestry

I'm in a whole 'nother league, niggas never catch me

And I sport fly shit, I should win the ESPY

Baby I said, "I-I sport, fly shit I should win the ESPY"

I'm really in another league, babe

I got a slick mouth, you might wanna roll with me

I'm on the bra strap, she's on my dick

Ain't nothing wrong with that, that's my bitch

I be the boss of that, I'm on her shit

So all you niggas fall back, I'll split ya wig

She's my little quarterback, ya dig

'Cause I'm all that in the sack, yeah, ya dig

I spoiled her, foiled it if you faking Jack

She's used to million dollar vacations

Fuck y'all gon' do with that?

Ay, baby, see

When you're used to filet mignon

It's kinda hard to go back to Hamburger Helper

It's your choice though baby

(Is you rolling, rolling, rolling?)

Yeah, baby, is you rolling?

You can stall out or ball out

(Is you rolling, rolling, rolling?)

Make a choice

It's so gangster, baby

Sipping on my vino got me cooler than Pacino

And De Niro put together my real life is like Casino

They should pay me for some B-roll

Taking G-strolls through the ghetto

When rap-pap-pap-pid fire's just a necessary evil

Hola Hovito, cooler than zero

Below, fresh one blade, no chemo

Art with no easel, please it's no equal

Your boy's Off the Wall these other niggas is Tito

Damn, ay baby I said I'm-

I'm Off the Wall, I'm like a young Michael Jackson

These other niggas is Tito

Shout out to Randy

Real talk

I'ma just let this ride out

I might let it ride out for like seven minutes

You can groove to it, whatever

Get your two-step

Guru, turn the lights down

Let's keep it smooth

This that shit you roll up, like a lil' tight J to

Sip your lil' wine, whatever your vice is you know

Whatever you like to do

Get into your comfort zone baby, get into your comfort zone

(Is you rolling, rolling, rolling?)

Head into the party life

I'on't even want it to stop though, for real though

Step into my bedroom, I, call it the red room

'Cau-cause it gets hot, hot, hot, hot

I'm trust you gon' like it, see, why I be talking all this fly shit?

'Cau-cau-cau-cau-cau-cause I'm the flyest

Hovito, baby, no equal, baby

Sold perico, beat the RICO, now I'm legal ba-by

Hovito, baby, no equal, baby

Sold perico, beat the RICO, now can we go crazy