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August Alsina

Party

 

Party

(album: Myself - 2023)


Wake up monday morning
I'm stretching and yawning
Say my prayers, brush my teeth
Put my shoes on my feet
Then hit the streets and get going
Uh huh

Then on tuesday morning
Sunlight hit pores on my skin
Get dressed, it's time to check in
Repeat the same grind again
Born to win
But its feels like wednesday raindrops are pouring
Rain-rain, rain-rain

Sometimes you can't take the heat
I know you on
Living life, king at your week
Your week
Still I depend on myself
If not anybody else
But I look forward to the

Middle of the week
You fucking with me, all night
Love you till it hurt
Now you late for work, it's alright
Thursday, even then, on the grind again
On it
I'll be back to beat it in the morning

Girl you know, I can't wait till friday
We gon' party and catch vibes
Into the next thing, we'll be fly
All through the weekend
Now this drank got me thinking
Why wait till friday?
It ain't too late to make each day
A party
Get a party, make it a party
When we leave, it's a party

Aye
Big party, turned to a night party
Might turn to a kick back
Kick back turned body party, yeah
Now I got that ass sounding like it's applauding
Now you
Now you got that mouth sounding like oh my God

It's raining
Girl, it's pouring
Told you I would drink the pain
Take this neosporin
Ain't no rush we got all night
Till I have you snoring
What you afraid for?
Let me get inside that
Girl that's what it's made for

Middle of the week
You fucking with me, all night
Love you till it hurt
Now you late for work, it's alright
Thursday, even then, on the grind again
On it
I'll be back to beat it in the morning

Girl you know, I can't wait till friday
We gon' party and catch vibes
Into the next thing, we'll be fly
All through the weekend
Now this drank got me thinking
Why wait till friday?
It ain't too late, to make each day
A party
Get a party, make it a party
When we leave, it's a party

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