FRONZILLA Party People's Anthem LYRICS
album: "Party People's Anthem" (2015)
Turn It Up
Let's get it
White girls in the Starbucks like cocaine running in your veins
Rappers like me F-R-O-N-Z, get a beat and they make it insane, bitch
Always moving passed it, know I'm guaranteed to turn it up
Oh shit, this is your new party song
Liquor in my cup, you know we don't give a fuck
Cause a party is a party and we came to turn it up, bitch
Oh shit, bitches on my dick
And we all up in this party cause we came to make it sick
I got this whole club jumping, I think I just wrote a hit
You should think before you spit
Better wipe that seat before you sit
Yeah, the fucking people think they know how to fucking party
All talking shit like they know what's up
Man, they ain't with this shit
Compared to us, man, they ain't even on that fucking level
Alright, what day of the week is it?
Well hold up, no one gives a fuck
We party like every day
That's right bitch, jump up in my truck
Homie in the front seat, hoes in the back seat
Oh shit, hit me with that nasty beat
Liquor in my cup, you know we don't give a fuck
Cause a party is a party and we came to turn it up, bitch
Oh shit, dude, that party was fucking crazy last night dude..
Oh shit, bitches on my dick
And we all up in this party cause we came to make it sick
I got this whole club jumping, I think I just wrote a hit
You should think before you spit
Better wipe that seat before you sit
Punk
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They Still Talk
(feat. Tyler Carter)
Always on my grind and yet they still talk shit
I give bitches all my time and yet they still talk shit
I give them silent treatment and yet they still talk shit
Nothings ever what it seems and yeah they still talk shit
Get up, yeah, they still talk shit
Hatin' on my golden wrist and even hatin' on my whips but
Karma is a bitch and your vibes are always wrong
I'll give it another week and your bitch will sing my song
Sayin'
Always on my grind and yet they still talk shit
I give bitches all my time and yet they still talk shit
I give them silent treatment and yet they still talk shit
Nothings ever what it seems and yeah they still talk shit
[Tyler Carter:]
Hold up, I don't wanna talk about it
I just want to be about it
If you know what it is then you got to be givin' it up
Givin' it up for me
Runnin' your mouth like a full time job
Wait, hold up, you ain't got no job
You're a fucking slob
I'ma stay on top
And this shit don't stop
You can suck my cock
No matter where I go I'ma drop that flame
Flyin' over your country I dont play that game
You can be a fucking hater but that shit's insane
Before this is done, you're gonna know my name
Always on my grind and yet they still talk shit
I give bitches all my time and yet they still talk shit
I give them silent treatment and yet they still talk shit
Nothings ever what it seems and yeah they still talk shit
Always on my grind and yet they still talk shit
I give bitches all my time and yet they still talk shit
I give them silent treatment and yet they still talk shit
Nothings ever what it seems and yeah they still talk shit
Put your hands up
If this is your fuckin' anthem
At this time next year I'll be cruisin' in my Phantom
You should watch your back because your bitch told me I'm handsome
I said "shut the fuck up, listen to my song and put your hands up"
Always on my grind and yet they still talk shit
I give bitches all my time and yet they still talk shit
I give them silent treatment and yet they still talk shit
Nothings ever what it seems and yeah they still talk shit
[Tyler Carter:]
Hold up, I don't wanna talk about it
I just want to be about it
If you know what it is then you got to be givin' it up
Givin' it up for me
Runnin' your mouth, go and put up a front
I'ma kick back and roll up a blunt
Hittin' marijuana solid don't ruin the bud
I'm a bad motherfucker and you just a nun
Up on my hustle, yeah I love to grind
Hatin' cause you're basic, get in the line
Ask me a question, I won't decline
I got one destination, dollar sign
Always on my grind and yet they still talk shit
I give bitches all my time and yet they still talk shit
I give them silent treatment and yet they still talk shit
Nothings ever what it seems and yeah they still talk shit
Always on my grind and yet they still talk shit
I give bitches all my time and yet they still talk shit
I give them silent treatment and yet they still talk shit
Nothings ever what it seems and yeah they still talk shit
Fuckin' crazy how life works sometimes
It's like no matter what you do
People are still gonna talk shit
Fuck them
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Creeper
Drop your ass to the floor, make the ground shake.
We can take it to the bed, make the bed break.
Pass the torch like we runnin' in a relay.
I just wanna see you strip down, hit replay.
Take your pants off.
Tangled with your brown hair
Imma sit there, watching with a deep stare.
People in my mind say that we a great pair.
I'm at your window looking in, put you don't know I'm there.
I'm at your window, looking through your curtains.
Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck.
I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim.
Let me in your room and we can test my luck.
I'm at your window, looking through your curtains.
Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck.
I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim.
Let me in your room and we can test my luck.
Half naked, taking selfies like your hot shit,
In your mind your a mother fucking bad bitch.
All alone but your the instagram photo queen.
Clip your weave on sipping on that jim bean.
You here a noise outside, blame it on the wind.
You're too busy reassuring that you're really thin.
Flying solo, you just suck, fuem them innocence
But when you hear the knock, baby you should let me in.
I'm at your window, looking through your curtains.
Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck.
I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim.
Let me in your room and we can test my luck.
I'm at your window, looking through your curtains.
Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck.
I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim.
Let me in your room and we can test my luck.
You put the bottle down, now you feelin too drunk,
You let me in cause you're all about a strange fuck.
Face down, ass up, getting weird with it.
She don't even care, even though my friends did it.
You a bad girl but you love a good dare.
Blind-folded, tied up to the wood chair
Take a deep breath, then you say a deep prayer
I disappear like I was never ever there.
I'm at your window, looking through your curtains.
Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck.
I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim.
Let me in your room and we can test my luck.
I'm at your window, looking through your curtains.
Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck.
I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim.
Let me in your room and we can test my luck.
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Party People's Anthem
Hands up. (ay)
We party hard. (ay)
We don't stop. (ay)
We just disregard. (ay)
Hands up!
You should know I'm all about my business.
Last year was a big success, going at [?]
This year I've got every rapper written on my hitlist.
Popping bottles every day, I celebrate like Christmas.
Party People's Anthem, if shit's going down you know I'm there.
You cant hold your liquor, just get on your knees and say a prayer.
Party like a mother fucker, you think I'm a billionaire.
Flows so fucked up, I can make your grandma swear. (damn)
Hands up. (ay)
We party hard. (ay)
We don't stop. (ay)
We just disregard. (ay)
Hands up!
Jump around and this yo fuckin shit!
N-n-no reason to hate unless I'm stuffin yo b-b-bitch.
Shots on d-d-deck,
Party hard or fucking q-q-quit.
Just watch yo fucking language if you stand to take a h-h-hit, boy.
Hands up.
Hands up.
Hands up.
Hands up, put your fucking hands up! (Put em up!)
Hands up!
Hands up, put your motherfucking hands up!
Hands up, rollin up that big blunt.
Hangin with the homies cause we all about that big bunny.
Rollin in the best cars,
Chillin in the hot sun.
Party in the heavens, tell me-tell me, if you got, do it.
Hands up, rollin up that big blunt.
Hangin with the homies cause we all about that big bunny.
Do it in the best cars,
Chillin in the hot sun.
Party in the heavens, tell me-tell me, if you got one.
Hands up. (ay)
We party hard. (ay)
We don't stop. (ay)
We just disregard. (ay)
Hands up!
Young and reckless,
Wild and rich, expesnive.
Party hard, smashing glass,
You cant fuck with my clique!
Going hard, now you know we all about that wild shit.
Take another hit,
Go wild, start a pit.
If you got a fucking problem
Sing loud or commit.
I'm a beast in the cage,
Mother fucker let me out!
I'm the king of the racks
Better fucking let me shout.
We go harder than a brake
We the masters of the party
Just high school chill,
And we sippin on Bicardi.
Never gonna think a motherfucker thats hypocritical
and I believe in me and all they do is fucking doubt
I'm the motherfucker with a multi-level hall of fame
Dreaming of the future partying in the summer and I'm out.
(I'm out)
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Get Buck
Got something on your mind get buck with it
Players getting out of line cant fuck buck with it
People bitchin all the time get buck with it
Bitches wanna steal my fucking style but can't fuck with it
[x2]
Simmer down people runnin round my town
Spreading all kinds of rumors
That's the shit that puts you down
Fuck em
Always talkin but they never have a reason
You should watch your fucking neck
Because we in the hunting season
Tell em
Yeah people bitchin all the time
I just close my eyes and fly bitch
Its my century to shine
Yeah people bitchin all the time
All these first world problems
You can blame it and you die
Got a fucking problem say what (what)
Move it from the back to the front (front)
Fuck a damn opinion just get buck
None of us will ever give a fuck
[x2]
Got something on your mind get buck with it
Players getting out of line cant fuck buck with it
People bitchin all the time get buck with it
Bitches wanna steal my fucking style but can't fuck with it
[x2]
I'm a mean motherfucker
I can kill em with my kindness
I just kill em with my flows
And make em bow to me the highness
I got one fucking problem in the world - that's bitches
Yeah you better keep your mouth shut
You know we fuck snitches
Tell em
Yeah people bitchin all the time
I just close my eyes and fly bitch
Its my century to shine
Yeah people bitchin all the time
All these first world problems
You can blame it and you die
Got a fucking problem say what (what)
Move it from the back to the front (front)
Fuck a damn opinion just get buck
None of us will ever give a fuck
[x2]
