W.T.P. (White Trash Party) (OST Проект X: Дорвались)
[Intro] Yeah, ohh! Get up I said get up! Let's go..
Better watch out now cause here we come And we ain't stoppin' until we see the mornin' sun So give us room to do our thang cause we ain't come to hurt no one So everybody come and get up on the floor now and grab someone
[Verse One] Man first of all I'm a boss, I just wanna get that across Man even my dentist hates when I floss Pull up to the club in a Pinto like it's a Porsche Garbage bag for one of the windows, spray painted doors
With the flames on 'em, Michigan plates and my name's on 'em Baby Shady's here, come and get him if you dames want him But he ain't stupid so quit tryna run them games on him He's immune to Cupid, why you tryna put your claims on him?
Cause you won't do to me what you did to the last man Now climb it back, try not to kick over the gas can There's a half a gallon in it, that could be our last chance We have at just gettin' home, now can I get that lap dance?
She's got a tattoo of me right above her a**, man In the streets of Warren, Michigan we call 'em tramp stamps That means she belongs to me, time to put the damn clamps Down and show this hussy whose the man, now get amped, dance!
[Chorus] Now you can do this on your own But everyone knows that no one likes to be alone So, get on the floor and grab somebody Ain't nuttin' but a White Trash Party! (White Trash Party)
So let's have us a little bash And if anyone asks it ain't no one but us trash You don't know, you better ask somebody Cause we're havin' a White Trash Party! (White Trash Party)
[Verse Two] Pull a 5th the Bacardi from outta my underwear And walk around the party without a care, like a body without a head Lookin' like a zombie from Night of the Livin' Dead And tomorrow I probably still be too high to get outta bed
'til I feel like I've been hit with the sharp part of the hammer Mixin' Hennessy and Fanta with Pepto and Mylanta I shoot the gift like I'm hollerin' \"Die Santa\" Missed the tree and hit Rudolf and two innocent bystanders
So quit tryna play the Wall like you Paul and Get on the floor when the beat drops and stop stallin' They me the Stephon Marbury of rap darlin' Cause as soon as they throw on some R. Kelly, I start ballin'
Makin' it rain for the ladies in the mini's But I'm not throwin' ones, five, tens or even twenties I'm throwin' quarters, nickles, dimes, pennies up at Skinny's Man, I do this for them bunnies up at Denny's, from the North
East and West but when it comes to them trailers in them South Parks Muffle it, cause homie that hood's tighter than Kenny's So ladies if your belly button's not an innie then I'm outtie Now hop in my mini-van, let's get rowdy, c'mon
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[Bridge] Now whether you're black, white or purple if you're misunderstood But you don't give a f**k, you ain't doin' sh** that you should Long as you know you're up to evil and you're no damn good Get on the floor man and rep yo' hood
[Verse Three] Now honey don't let them pricks trip, we should make a quick dip And go do some donuts in the hospital parkin' lot Cause girl I got a sick whip, kick the back window outta my Gremlin Put two milk crates in the trunk, rip out the stick shift
And, make a five seater, I'll be damned if I feed a Chick, it ain't like me to split a piece of dry pita I'll be the S-L to the I-M to the S-H-A-D-Y And I don't need a tank top to be a wife beater