Smellz Like A Party (feat. Rufus Blaq)

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