D-Party lyrics

[Verse 1: Icewhere Vezzo]
Yeah I'm the motherf*cking dope man
Came up off a coke and the blow grams
All these ho n*ggas do a lotta role playing
But let's get back to the program
Just made a light 20 on a Sunday
Gotta dunk on ace with no base
You ain't really getting money, you just punk fake
Tell them n*ggas I'm straight like a runway
When it come to [?] I'm a kingpin
Came home, copped a Coope off a [?]
Think I'm lieing, I got proof [?]
Ball hard all week till the weekend
[?] get your head blowed
Just for thinking he run sh*t, now his legs gone
Leave him dead in the bando in thе [?] zone
[?]

[Chorus: Trick Trick & Icewhere Vezzo]
It ain't nothing but a D boy party
Ain't nothing but a D boy party
Ain't nothing but a D boy party
My n*gga I just came to party
Any problems, I got shootеrs that'll paint your body
Ain't nothing but a Detroit party
n*gga I just came to party
Got a problem, I'll kill [?]
[Verse 2: Icewhere Vezzo]
Homie, all that mean mug get your face twisted
[?] face [?]
Ain't a n*gga finna rob me or take sh*t
Pyrex full of water, that's the cake mix
I be stretching caine like laytex
And I don't even hit the raw, that's safe sex
Got a condo and a loft for the late sex
[?]
In the club throwing cheese and my sets up
Blow a n*gga like weed if he act tough
Work your money like [?]
I'm next up, n*ggas finna take [?]
Watch [?]
[?] west up
These n*ggas selling bricks out the Lex truck
[?] best stuff


[Chorus: Trick Trick & Icewhere Vezzo]
It ain't nothing but a D boy party
Ain't nothing but a D boy party
Ain't nothing but a D boy party
My n*gga I just came to party
Any problems, I got shooters that'll paint your body
Ain't nothing but a Detroit party
n*gga I just came to party
Got a problem, I'll kill [?]
[Verse 3: Trick Trick]
[?] watch this motherf*cker sell out
Pull up at the club like spread out
These b*tch n*ggas need to get out
Broke n*ggas [?] touch down [?]
n*gga get the hell out
Keep that fake ass handshake, them fake ass gloes, [?] fake ass love
You don't like it, we can settle this sh*t
And Imma show you what [?] is
I tear this b*tch up by myself
And I don't need no goddamb help
With an extendo, I'm known for beating b*tch n*ggas' asses
Especially the ones that want my glasses
I ain't tryna shut the party down
I need a bottle and some weed, that'll calm me down
You see the squad and the lil homie [?]
[?]

[Chorus: Trick Trick & Icewhere Vezzo]
It ain't nothing but a D boy party
Ain't nothing but a D boy party
Ain't nothing but a D boy party
My n*gga I just came to party
Any problems, I got shooters that'll paint your body
Ain't nothing but a Detroit party
n*gga I just came to party
Got a problem, I'll kill [?]