PARTY IN DA U.S.A by Hurricane Clark Lyrics

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PARTY IN DA U.S.A lyrics [Hurricane Clark]

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  • Produced: Scatta Beats
  • Written: Hurricane Clark
  • Release Date: May 10, 2019

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  • PARTY IN DA U.S.A Samples: Party in the U.S.A. by Miley Cyrus

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[Intro]

Scatta

[Chorus]

Smokin' dope, I'm high, like jetpack
Feel like Kobe when I step back
That bitch sent me nudes on SnapChat
I can never ever text back
Feel like I'm playin' Call Of Duty cause I'm shootin'
Pull up in a U-Haul, you would think I'm movin'
I get bands, I make chase bank
My bitch white, like KKK
Smokin' Wiz Khalifa, KK
I feel crazy, like I'm Kanye
Pull up on you, tote that AK
Let that chopper rip, like Beyblade
I'm in love with Ben Franklin
But, I promise, no, I'm not gay

[Verse]

I get money every single day, I cannot lack now
Niggas hatin' on me, so that's why I keep the strap for
Runnin' to the money, I just did a couple laps, bro
Your bitch on my dick, and she blow me like a saxophone
Everybody know you cappin', what you gotta cap for?
Twelve tryna check my phone, so I bought a trap phone
Twelve at the front door, I'm dippin' out the back door
Took that nigga money, now he ask me, "Where the racks go?"
You talk to the police, you be snitchin', you a rat, bro
How you gettin' money, but you still got a cracked phone?
Uh, it's a 5s, your phone got a virus
Heard you talkin' reckless, it's finna get violent

[Chorus]

Smokin' dope, I'm high, like jetpack
Feel like Kobe when I step back
That bitch sent me nudes on SnapChat
I can never ever text back
Feel like I'm playin' Call Of Duty cause I'm shootin'
Pull up in a U-Haul, you would think I'm movin'
I get bands, I make chase bank
My bitch white, like KKK
Smokin' Wiz Khalifa, KK
I feel crazy, like I'm Kanye
Pull up on you, tote that AK
Let that chopper rip, like Beyblade
I'm in love with Ben Franklin
But, I promise, no, I'm not gay

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