Rap Party Lyrics

Rap Party lyrics

Where's my dick at? 



My snare, my snare, my dick? 



My snare, where's my snare at? 



Word. 



All ya'll niggas try to play me 



But all ya'lls bitches wanna have my babies (Daddy) 



Ain't none of ya'll that can try to hate me 



Cause all ya'lls rhymes don't even phase me 



My flow, it's like Limp Bizkit's meat gravy 



I'm lazy, licking ya'lls balls cause I'm crazy 



(?) my neck shows the rap game tazed me 



All ya'll niggas can't phase me, WHAT?! 



Boosilicious in his own fucking class 



With a 2-inch dick for your motherfucking ass 



Any nigga try to step, he get slash 



You grab my stash, or mount up on my dash (Biatch!) 



I shred ya'll like cheese 



Throw you in a taco like a Mexican police 



You all knows my steez 



I be, the nigga that goes down on his sister 



But the sister don't get on her knees, PLEASE! 



You best not be fucking with Boostikakaaa... 



Fresh out the penn 



Straight looking for some bean to clean my ween 



If you know what I mean (Bitch!) 



I'm the nasty nigga 



With squid(?) on my mind 



Lotion in the bathroom cause I jackoff all the time 



I'll get you from behind 



And won't give you time 



To escape the stake that makes you late for all the days 



They'll have to wait, WHAT?! 



About 30 seconds is all it takes 



I'm lame, but let me explain the game, dame(?) 



Premature ejaculation is just a phase 



My weiner is like eating a free pizza that you did not pay for on a plate 



So let's date 



And buy me lots of food and I'll get you in the mood 



To leave ya'll bitches with attitude, CHEERS! 



What the fuck? 



Where's the motherfucking barbeque at? SHIEET! 



Where's all my niggas at? 



Where's all my bitches at? 



Get out of Boosti's wallet (I am the king!) 



You must be smoking crack 



You know your booty's wack 



You make me want to vomit (I am the king!) 



Yo, did someone mention a barbeque? 



Will there be fried chicken there? 



Alright, listen up right quick now 



I'm the man with the plan and the white van 



Rolling on big ass rims like theys hoola-hoops 



All around town in the city of n00bz 



Where the bitches get played 



And the players get paid 



I gots a big ass dick that is putting bitches in pain 



Yous just a trick ass bitch thats gonna swallow what I came 



You got a mic and a beat and that's all that I need 



To make a bitch start begging to be on her knees (Please) 



I'm like a pizza 



White and cheesy 



I can feed a family of four, WHAT? You want more? 



At night I get sleezy 



So fucking pimp you can call me easy (Easy?) 



You're a clown 



And now you're laying down on the ground with a frown on your face 



And your style is wack 



And I'm the mack 



I'm no fucking thief but I know at any point I can steal your girl if I wanted
to 



But I don't because she's fat (OH!) 



I wouldn't even touch with Boosti's dick 



And if it meant all the not-whites in the world would vanish 



I still wouldn't touch her (Oh) 



And she's probably really hungry 



Hungrier than your whole fucking family at a barbeque in Compton 



With Kool-Aid, fried chicken (fried chicken?), and watermelon (and watermelon?)




BIATCH! Shiet. 



Not wise, not wise 



Taking over my town 



Not wise when I look around 



Not wise when my wallet is gone 



Not wise when my car is broken into (Motherfuck that!) 



Where's all my niggas at? 



Where's all my bitches at? 



I just got mugged 



All I saw was eyes and teeth 



I don't know 



Yo. 



Yo, I like pussy 



Any kind that I can get, I'm not choosy 



No, just as long as it's wetter 



If it's not then I'm gonna use my fingers and my face 



I'm going to lick it for an hour 



Or maybe even says until it gets wet 



Then I'm gonna hit that 



Hopefully you're not fat 



Yo yo yo, fat chicks need love too 



Check it, check it, yo aight?! 



Yo, I like fat chicks 



Cause they suck me for days 



I got this tiny weiner so hot bitches complain 



I'm not afraid 



To stick my piece where the hole is the size of Africa and full of yeast 



They fat girls, they love to eat 



If I throw them a Reeses then they all fall to pieces 



And immediately suck on my piece 



Fat girls need loving too, hey! 



Yo Boost, everybody's talking about like how fat girls need love, 



And like, barbeques 



But like, what I wanna know is 



What about me? How do I get love? 



Ah shit, fuck all that, you know 



Come over and bend your little sweet ass over 



I can do a little giraffe baby up in yo ass, playa 



What the fuck? 



Where's the motherfucking barbeque at? SHIEET! 



Where's all my niggas at? 



Where's all my bitches at? 



Get out of Boosti's wallet (Did someone mention a barbeque?) 



You must be smoking crack 



You know your booty's wack 



You make me want to vomit (Will there be fried chicken there?) 



Where's all my niggas at? (Not wise, not wise) 



Where's all my bitches at? (Taking over my town) 



Get out of Boosti's wallet (Not wise when I look around) 



You must be smoking crack (Not wise when my wallet is gone) 



You know your booty's wack (Not wise when my car is broken into) 



You make me want to vomit (Where's all my niggas at? Where's all my bitches
at?) 



(I just got mugged, all I saw was eyes and teeth) 



(All I saw was eyes and teeth)