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Party Time 1 by muhammad

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Party Time 1

Hip Hop

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dropped the benz on the street, chains catching cold stares,
the crew’s outside, the night's alive, no time for dares.
nervous boys fumble steps, telling ’em just shake it loose,
i light the spark, call the squad, let loose the juice.
i see the way they move, shadows flicker, bodies sway,
whispered words, streets buzz, but we'll drown their talk away.
new piece gleaming under street lamps, soon to hit the air,
made my peace with the night’s law, cops blinking, barely care.
ayyy, ayyy, ayyy, it’s lil york, we own the night,
rollin' heavy, vibe heavy, party tight, no fright.
opps surprised, bold lives, gangster heart with a fiesta mind,
shake it, shake it, shake it, no time to rewind.
two cups in the clutch, city’s pulse beneath the stars,
bands flying, phone buzzing—don't ask, just let it jar.
tjay on the line, bringing fire to a scattered flame,
spent a hundred deep, but the night’s the reign.
they talk and stare, but the floor’s ours to claim and own,
step right, play fair, throw hands, but only in the zone.
trash the opps like yesterday’s news, no mess we condone,
hear the beat drop, feel the heat—this empire’s throne.
ayyy, ayyy, ayyy, it’s lil york, we own the night,
rollin' heavy, vibe heavy, party tight, no fright.
opps surprised, bold lives, gangster heart with a fiesta mind,
shake it, shake it, shake it, no time to rewind.
silent deals, flashing bills, the night consumes our sense,
lil york’s city, where the wild cross the fence.
every corner, every glance, a story spun in rhythm’s grip,
tears forgotten, laughs begotten, it’s our fellowship.
ayyy, ayyy, ayyy, it’s lil york, we own the night,
rollin' heavy, vibe heavy, party tight, no fright.
opps surprised, bold lives, gangster heart with a fiesta mind,
shake it, shake it, shake it, no time to rewind.
walk out the haze, neon fades to nothing but our mark,
the city breathes beneath our feet, alive long past the dark.
a last shot, a final call, the night’s echo in our bones,
lil york’s world, electric pulse, this party’s throne.