Intro
Oh a hundred bottles of beer
Oh, whoa Oryan
o.g. T.u.g
lil o ya’ll know how we get down
smells like a party to me
t.scott on the track
uh this how we get down
o tell um what you talking about
Verse 1
Stepped up in the party like a real o.g.
Got about forty or fifty girls behind me they all
Must be waitin for my pool party
I’m just tryna find the one wit the biggest booty
Bathin suits, tight bikinis
No alcohol cuz I’m a little to young to drink
Got the crib to myself
Let me think what should I do
Why don’t ya’ll tell me
Chorus
Lady’s everywhere (hey)
All my fellas everywhere (oh)
Got the crib to our self what should we do
Ummm smells like a party
La, la, la, la, la, la
Hay!!!!!
La, la, la, la, la, la
Oh!!!!!!!
La, la, la, la, la, la
Hay!!!!!
La, la, la, la, la, la
Oh!!!!!!!
La, la, la
It smells like a party
Who tryna party wit og tonight
All the ladies put your hands in the air
Fellas dance to this ish c’mon
Verse 2
I got on all my ice made from Jacob the jeweler
Home alone feelin like Farrice Bueler
Mami your fine but your friends much cuter
It doesn’t matter cuz no ones a loser
So fresh so clean
Do what I’m doin
There’s this one chick that I’m thinking of persuin
But the time I smell
She’s thinking the same thing
So what should I do why don’t ya’ll tell me
Chorus
All the ladies everywhere
All the fellas everywhere
Got the crib to our self what should we do
Ummmm smells like a party
La, la, la, la, la, la
Hey
La, la, la, la, la, la
Ohhhh
La, la, la, la, la, la
Hey
La, la, la
Smells like a party
Verse 3
Oryan ain’t old enough to drink
So give me that yak back and let your homie
Black crack that
Study that mack tack
Cuz I’m sick of the ruby red
Wit the booty played tounge spit game like my ozie spread
Black ka, ka, ka, ka
Or u rippin ha, ha, ha
Black tease mad at her
Dress like a mighty one
Now all the ladies say
Mamma say mamma macusa
Spanish girls feel like I’m in the barco parking lot
She love the brand on my chest and my arm
Askin me did it hurt when I burned um on
She a freak askin me was I into pom
Got her turning her on wit my erotic charm
We at the house party bout to go skinny dippin
If oryan mamma come home
His a@# goin get a wippin
On the punishment for the grad period
But right now tug click ain’t hearin ssshhhh
Repeat chorus 2 |
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