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Pessimists Like To Party Too!!
Watch out
Reader
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah what check it
I step in the place quarter past eight
Got a shot of vodka straight with no chase
Laced with the cash flow ready to trick off
Like a big boss I kicked off the slick talk
Watch out
The one that I picked was all on my d*ck
Talking about she had to work tomorrow
But she would call in sick
Ahh she was thick
Just the way that I like it
I knew that I'd like it
Like I was a psychic watch out
I took a photograph of her arse with my psychic hey
To show my baby momma the type of ******* that I get
Cut to sitting in inside her hitting that ma*****na
She looking beautiful body that'll blow the poliner
Check out my new persona
Just in case you don't know me
The moral of this story your boy's a player homie
Best wishes from the ex pessimist say word
Peace to my *****s peace to my my nerds
Even the pessimists like to party
To the rapid rate of our heartbeats
And even the good girls get nasty
We pessimists love to party too
Even the pessimists like to party
To the rapid rate of our heartbeats
And even the good girls get nasty
We pessimists love to party too
Muph what's going on man
Well I step in the place and off my face
Prepared to dance to any of the songs that I hate
I'm dedicated my flavour is an acquired taste
We get acquainted she claims I'm her favourite ay
We sway together the music's **** but we make it better
She could be my greatest pleasure
I'm thinking grapes and leather
She thinks I take forever but I take it slow
I want to make her know exactly how to grace my flow
I like to lay low like ****ing on the floor
She's a tight package something fun to explore
Once she sat on my lap I had a hunger for more
**** you'll be in love before the end of night fall
Ok mate cut to champagne and in the taxi
Me and this sweet suger getting busy in the back seat
Long legs large hips a tip with the cab fee
The pessimism hidden yet to living you'll catch me yeah
Even the pessimists like to party
To the rapid rate of our heartbeats
And even the good girls get nasty
We pessimists love to party too
Even the pessimists like to party
To the rapid rate of our heartbeats
And even the good girls get nasty
We pessimists love to party too
Yeah I stepped in the place said Pegz is my name
I came to find
Muph and get off my face
Oh wrestled to the ground and pepper sprayed
Strip searched for dr*gs and checked for aids
Then I jumped on the dance floor podium limelight
Busted a move my little homies can idolise
DJ spinning controlling my vital signs
Ready to blow like Napoleon Dynamite
Met a girl by the bar over Jimmy and Coke
She had an innocent face and a criminal tone
Can't remember her name or getting back home
But she's got me butt naked on her videophone
It's like spending the morning with Jennifer Hawkins
Forgetting every second that whatever's important
And waking up at Mardi Gras next to Marky Mark
With a tattoo which says pessimists party hard
Even the pessimists like to party
To the rapid rate of our heartbeats
And even the good girls get nasty
We pessimists love to party too
Even the pessimists like to party
To the rapid rate of our heartbeats
And even the good girls get nasty
We pessimists love to party too