PARTY FAVORS versuri

Versuri Leon Thomas III – PARTY FAVORS lyrics

Yo

Yeah, I might get low on to a two-year hiatus
Marry a baddie who’s always complainin’
Who keys up my cars and tears up our paintings
And spend her lil’ cash like she don’t want who made it
Then tells me she’s sorry and fucks me like she really means it
I let her drive the Bentley once and told her she could keep it
She be keepin’ secrets
That is not a secret
But you know what they say sometimes, yeah, yeah
It’s cheaper to keep it, chеaper to keep it

But for now, all she wants is party favors
Party favors
Party favors
Party favors
For someonе who don’t ask for favors (Ooh)
I do way too many favors
Party favors (Hello?)
Party favors (Call me when you can hear)
Look, ayy

All the favors I’m doin’, you know it’s all for my favorite
Girl, you’re high everything, not just high maintenance
High class and you showin’ up high
High heels, boots higher than Mary J. Blige
And the worse part about it is you rarely say hi
Even if they confidence is up to the sky (Damn)
Knowin’ that you just a magnet for eyes
It’s a shame your high horse don’t have a passenger side
You the prize if it’s ride or die, then I’m still alive
Been poppin’ prescriptions that was never prescribed
Got you givin’ descriptions that you can’t even describe
If you her enemy, no kumbaya, it’s all coup de grâce
Walk around this bitch like my shoes untied
The bitch so bad that she look sexy in a suit and tie
Fuck her once, you too alive
Break her heart, it’s suicide
She gon’ pop it with a richer nigga, don’t be too surprised
But I swear that you my favorite
Both catchin’ feelings, damn, I guess it’s contagious
And I’m just a mutt, focused on the paper
How you think I could afford all your party favors?
Goddamn

Party favors (Damn)
Party favors (Boy, boy)
Party favors
Party favors
For someone who don’t ask for favors (Ooh)
I do way too many favors
Party favors
Party favors