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- Yung Joc - BYOB Lyrics
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- [Yung Joc]
- Joc Joc don't stop, oh my God you're so hot
- Catch me on yo' block with 4 glocks and 4 shots
- Bet you niggaz know not, try me like a ho not
- Niggaz run in, kick the do', fuck a do' knock
- Gotta make the quarter, I mix it with the soda
- I chop the dope and sell it with the Razor Motorola
- Hold up 'fore I have to load up, hollow tips they explode up
- Leave you pussy niggaz wet as chocha stankin with the odor
- [Chorus]
- Bring your own beer to the party - aight~!
- Bring your own beer to the party - aight~!
- Bring your own beer to the party motherfuckers
- cause I heard you came to have a good time - aight~!
- Alright, alright, alright, alright - ah let's go~!
- Alright, alright, alright, alright - ah let's go~!
- Alright, alright, alright, alright - ah let's go~!
- Alright, alright, alright, alright - let's go motherfucker!
- [Yung Joc]
- Yeahhhhhhhh
- Yung Joc so jiggy, Lear Jet to yo' city
- Monday night, Magic City, thunderstorm when I'm tippin
- Ice game, super nifty, super kush, two for fifty
- Fat boy yellin out, pop bottles 'til I'm tipsy
- I like my chick booty big-o, lay my head on them big ole's
- Put her on her tiptoes, I get up in the middle
- I don't wine them, dine them, or rest have 'em
- I'm the #1 playboy, I press play and
- [Chorus]
- [Yung Joc]
- Party like a rockstar, better yet, block bar
- Lighter to the ceiling, grab a beer, pop the top boi
- I.F. so clear, freezer burn both ears
- Elders say "Oh dear" when they hear I'm near
- Rubber burn first gear, platinum on my first year
- Wood on my sheer, put my wood all in her grill
- Roof on fire, sound the alarm
- We don't need water (let the motherfucker burn)
- [Chorus]
- [Yung Joc]
- Ha ha, 5 4 3 2, R-2-D-2
- Let me see your robot, a little dance that we do
- Pyrite, no left, I'm hype, with no help
- On cloud 9 - heart racin like Corvette
- I need a material girl in a material world
- Give me slim on the backseat of my Imperial girl
- Go and show me what you work with, girl that's a perfect fit
- Hold up, stop, it hurts when you twist it
- [Chorus] - to fade
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