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Drapht

Take The Party With Us

 

Take The Party With Us

(album: The Life Of Riley - 2011)


[Sesta:]
Let the wallet and the keys and the fat?
Little sorts of paraphenalia

Look I understand now that this here's suspicious
But its just us, the tour bus a must the mousta
Ride with us from the things with bringing it plus
We never cleaning it thus, the smell of weed'n it up
Get the feeling you that don't like the stripes
That wanna be rockstars they gotta be drug dealers
Or real killers, lets go with the latter and put out feelers
And see what the deal is
So why did nobody mention that we passed the dimension?
Got the kangaroos riding the back and they keep banging the sides
And then we'll take us alive and if we deal with it right
Well then we'll ride from the back, better hit the hazards
I'm just saying I'm seeing the whole land
From the backseat of this ride, I wouldn't mind trying
Wind my window without the threat of a ciggarette
Honson lit hitting my eye, but I got no time

No time to waste
I gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing
Already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us, we take the party with us (uh)
No time to waste
I gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing
Already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us, we take the party with us (uh)

What the fuck are you lookin for? just a little bit of (Drapht), bit of (Drapht)

[Drapht:]
You ain't gonna find a shit in under my nut sack
Only thing under there is my butt crack
Ain't a fuckin rug rat so no ain't harbouring shit there
And, if I did, it's gone 'cause spotting cops is my sixth sense
Thick stench of the second hand smoke
With an ear to the road, he reckon he Van Gough
He reckon the road rolled under the van
I reckon hes twenty seconds too late
And reckon that Dan knows that
Standing on the side of the road with rambos
Tryna stand over us like it was over loaded guns
Like it was over a boat of coke
Or a bust to my load to show my nuts to a bus load of nuns
Nah, no one owning up to this
Now we looking down at a truck like Snuffleupagus
I had enough of this either read us our rights
Or we driving, ain't got time we ain't got no time, nah

[Sesta:]
No time to waste
[Drapht:]
I gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing
[Sesta:]
Already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us, we take the party with us (uh)
No time to waste
[Drapht:]
I gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
No time for nothing
[Sesta:]
Already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us, we take the party with us

[Hons:]
Mister policeman, why you pulling us over?
See, the whole van's lifted but our driver's sober
And, legally, he's the only one who needs to be
So you can't prove shit but motherfucker we smoke heaps of weed
And, the key, you don't need to know why he's here
We vacced to the party of loose women and free beer
So can you let us go? I've had enough of this shit
I know my rights and you can't test if I'm stoned
I drove so damn far on the magical mystery bus
Filled with vodka and half a spliff in my lung
I seen cops with them shotgun mics
In the cliffs, trying to clock the intake of my piss
Backseat plantation, hand me another one of them
I'm not cooked I'm only half baken
And I'll be part taken with anything that's passed around trust
We take the party with us, we take the party with us

[Hons and Trials:]
Ain't no time, tweet out, open windows, open windows
Seatbelts, throw the...throw the weed out

[Trials:]
A couple piss passed around the back to wiff of this shit
Got the coppers stressed enough to wanna give us a slip
But not elusive they accusing us of being that one moving
Budha in back alludin like the smoke's from an illusion hah
Its from the pithery serendipity ciggarette
And sombody invited OJ, bought the killer ex
'Til I said warp the fuck out of the speakers in the tour van
Ten years on, still playing porn rant
You think the oars count, we probably did
Snap shotted all them twits for my holiday pics
So, what the fuck's the deal officer? Why you trying to lock us up?
We ain't bothering nobody, go do some proper stuff
I got no time for bovine fucking my shit up
Patiently he treat a car and the last one to get up
One hit up, but the copper didn't pick up, I was joking
We don't hold weed bro, we smoke it

[Sesta:]
No time to waste
I gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing
Already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us, we take the party with us (uh)
No time to waste
I gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing
Already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us, we take the party with us (uh)

[Outro:]
I can smell cannibus in this car (oh, okay)
Who wants to own up, because, like I said, we will search the car and we will search everyone
(Well, obviously, it's not any of us)

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