Favorite Drug YFN Lucci & Yung Bleu
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[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
We gon' party at your favorite club, we gon' bring your favorite drug (drug, drug, drug, drug)
Got this money 'cause it ain't enough, got this money 'cause it ain't enough
Send me a fine yellow bitch to the front and I'ma eat her
Need a fine chocolate bitch to the front and I'ma beat her
Send me a fine yellow bitch to the front and I'ma eat her
We gon' party at your favorite club, we gon' bring your favorite drug
[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
I got my Nikes on, I got my ice on
You play the right song, get me in the right zone
Layover, stay over, no you don't need a flight home
Your name in my iPhone, make it rain like a cyclone
Oscar de la Hoya when I knock it out
Work with me, no clockin' out, let's see what that mouth about
Gotta make you walk it out (ooh)
Just tell me what you talkin' 'bout, what you talkin' 'bout
[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
We gon' party at your favorite club, we gon' bring your favorite drug (drug, drug, drug, drug)
Got this money 'cause it ain't enough, got this money 'cause it ain't enough
Send me a fine yellow bitch to the front and I'ma eat her
Need a fine chocolate bitch to the front and I'ma beat her
Send me a fine yellow bitch to the front and I'ma eat her
We gon' party at your favorite club, we gon' bring your favorite drug
We gon' party at your favorite club, we gon' bring your favorite drug (drug, drug, drug, drug)
Got this money 'cause it ain't enough, got this money 'cause it ain't enough
Send me a fine yellow bitch to the front and I'ma eat her
Need a fine chocolate bitch to the front and I'ma beat her
Send me a fine yellow bitch to the front and I'ma eat her
We gon' party at your favorite club, we gon' bring your favorite drug
[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
I got my Nikes on, I got my ice on
You play the right song, get me in the right zone
Layover, stay over, no you don't need a flight home
Your name in my iPhone, make it rain like a cyclone
Oscar de la Hoya when I knock it out
Work with me, no clockin' out, let's see what that mouth about
Gotta make you walk it out (ooh)
Just tell me what you talkin' 'bout, what you talkin' 'bout
[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
We gon' party at your favorite club, we gon' bring your favorite drug (drug, drug, drug, drug)
Got this money 'cause it ain't enough, got this money 'cause it ain't enough
Send me a fine yellow bitch to the front and I'ma eat her
Need a fine chocolate bitch to the front and I'ma beat her
Send me a fine yellow bitch to the front and I'ma eat her
We gon' party at your favorite club, we gon' bring your favorite drug
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