You damn right I'm addicted to the party. Walk in the room, the gang daps you up, the women wondering, "who the fuck is that?"
As many times as they ask, I still never tell them. Sooner or later they gone feel it, they gone know I'm the realest. What I've learned is words won't get you nowhere, but your actions can start a wave.
Because I can say I'm a free spirit all I want, but they want to see you dance on this table & prove it. Before the song's over, I look down & two people are up here dancing with me.
The first followers are really leaders. So when you make eye contact with that one girl, best believe four more are coming with it. And when you pour one shot of Hen, you might as well pour three & test the limit.
I'm searching for mines. Ironic, when you look for something you'll never find it. My limits, that's the only thing I'm talking about. It's always a gamble mixing chemicals, because even Superman had Kryptonite. We gone see tonight.
People be scrambling, doing anything they can to make the feeling last forever. Take it up another level, tell ole girl to follow your version of rose pedals. Eyes blood shot red, now you get it. Fresh haircut so I lifted my fitted.
I'm feeling like the man, because my best friend is behind me & my girlfriend is in my left hand. And she comes in the form of a couple grams. God damn, grandma gone be mad at me but that's a risk I'm willing to take. Shiny rolled the kush, now I'm tasting the grapes. What's better than love? The girl at the party, looking in your eyes, telling you, "this must be fate."
Talking about she dreamed of me. Maybe she listens to too much music, or watches too much tv. You can't blame them if they've never seen it before. Fear is in the back of their minds but curiosity knocks at the front door. It's their first time, but it's much easier to skydive when you have the instructor strapped to you.
Enter the party like the kool-aid man, bust through the walls with all juice. Drunken words are sober thoughts, that's why AJ's walking around telling everybody that he loves them. Trying to be Kanye & Kim, tryna get above the rim. I hear my favorite song, I'm cutting the rug again.
Uncle saying it's just a phase. Mama think I'm going crazy. Auntie say I smoke too much weed. My niggaz say, "at least he ain't lazy."
Trip to the corner store for a bag of chips, might as well have went grocery shopping. Take so long at the store you & your boy praying the party still popping. Of course it is, wtf were we thinking. 4am shots, 6am I'm snowboarding with Ethan. You'll never get it. We got our degrees in searching for limits.
It's hot in the kitchen. Hookah smoke burns like bacon sizzling. The women, the women, the women. Get rid of it all, because we can't take it home when we're finished.
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