WhoRidas - f** Off the Party lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. Taylor] What's up, what's up, let's ride Jump in the pa**enger side on the 4th of July Hella saucy and fly, didn't grind that day I just wanted to play And smoke with the b**hes Throw phrases at b**hes Get play from the b**hes Man, it was major b**hes At the Pleasanton fair Ass was over here, over there I had to stop and stare Take a joint from my ear Tell this b**h to come here Let's breathe And we even tricked the cops, though the smell of the weed That's when they grabbed my sleeve Told me it's time to leave But what's next, "You're under arrest" So I grabbed the f**in' cop and slapped him on his f**in' bulletproof vest In the process lost a shoe, ripped a hole in my Guess That's what the f** I get for smokin' Mexican stress (B-I-E-I-itch, I will never switch)(Repeat 4X) [Verse 2: King Saan] I'm at the bar doin' big sh**, gettin' big lit My n***as, dig this A few cats lookin' like they wanna get with So I give 'em a chance real quick, I'm real swift It's the Wild Wild West, ask Will Smith who will peel the snitch That howled the name that blew the brain For foul-snitchin the game I know my n***a Dre would do the same So I ain't trippin' on a motherf**in' thang Sit back shinin' like a diamond ring n***as wanna see me hang So I'm upside down, about to clown Real gangsta sh** lost and found Kidnapped, blast in the back of the dome Mash in a Brougham Flashin on the phone, yelllin n***as be tellin Flowin' like water from a melon The seeds we spit, the seeds we sellin' From a westbound felon f**in' up your party not carin' From a westbound felon f**in' up your party not carin' From a westbound felon (B-I-E-I-itch, I will never switch)(Repeat 4X) [Verse 3: Mac Dre] I'm at a concert high and perked with a bad b**h next to me Blown back off Cognac, that bomb green and ecstacy b**hes is buggin', n***as is muggin' But b**hes is lovin 'cause n***as is thuggin' These n***as start nuttin' in the corner by the speaker My beeper's goin' off like crazy The scene is hazy, no time to be lazy Got to stay on my toes, all of a sudden these hoes Come out of nowhere and grab this n***a They stab this n***a, I'm mad this n***a Didn't have nothin' in his pockets when I ran through 'em My plans is ruined, what is it I'm doin? Looks on the flo'...no, it's not Stupid motherf**er done dropped his Rolex watch Put it in my pocket, proceeded to the exit That's when this b**h I knew from the hood came through in this Lexus I seen these other n***as beatin' down this one fool I said, "Here come the police, y'all better run, fool" Soon as I said that the police drew down on us all Now I'm at the county jail with just one phone call Ain't that a b**h, weak-a** night All f**ed up behind a weak-a** fight (B-I-E-I-itch, I will never switch)(Repeat until the end)