B.O.T.P. Lyrics

[Verse 3: Cody B. Ware]
I keep my mind twisted like double dutch, this horny [?], I'd love to bust
Fantastic, magic, super savage, average crews can't fuck with us
Get the cold shoulder, no jacket off, in pumps, I'm fast to ball
Kobe fur all mastadon, could you picture our triathlon?

[Verse 4: Jeff Donna]
Have to ask your mom, young vagabond, gone before she wake up
You're friend bout to get ate up, and its late out, don't wait up
You better pay up, I be in the cut and the life of the party still
Trynna make a ho faint, if I show restraint, cause your bitches hardly will
What up?

[Hook] (x8)

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This song is the title track for the World’s Fair collective album, Bastards of the Party. World’s Fair is a group filled with diverse rap style, but all share the common interest of hardcore partying, made apparent here.

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