LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song
The party makes you bad
You just went out to hang out
Normal, today it will be formed
Do you, you think you are bad?
Babe, don't me, don't show off with your mouth
From Gucci you look hard
Now I have to see you without your clothes
Party dosage is necessary, one daily
Do you want one or do you want several?
In the Vip I have an area more private
To get you over the line
I already lit, take a puff, you say that you smoke
Money rain, you move it and the devil takes it
In the disco it's not the same as in the room
Give me a song and I'll leave you without a phantom
Hands on crockery
And things get better
Don't even ask if Yandel rubs against you
You ask for forgiveness, but after he enjoys it
Hands on crockery
And things get better
Don't even ask if Yandel rubs against you
You ask for forgiveness, but after he enjoys it
Do you, you think you are bad?
Babe, don't me, don't show off with your mouth
From Gucci you look hard
Now I have to see you without your clothes
Party dosage is necessary, one daily
Do you want one or do you want several?
In the Vip I have an area more private
To get you over the line
Raise the curtain, lower it
When I tell you the rhythm swallow it
I know you like it, so go up
Snatch yourself and reach the clouds
Give yourself a hit of this blunt
Hands up, mind to nothing and have a good time
And if you are resolved
Get active, come, let me find you around
You can tell you're ready and you're loose
And that you have more mileage than delta
She looks like an airplane
That ass in the Vip serves me as a mattress, yeah
You can tell that nobody can with us, no
It is given to us, don't be fearless
This party comes from the neighborhood and yours doesn't
Hands on crockery
Hands on crockery
And it gets better
The party makes you bad
The party makes you bad