[Anybody Killa] There's a party goin' on, who's comin' with? To kill the rest of that warm 40, and grab ya shit I hope you got some money, cause I ain't got your back Especially how cheap you was on the chronic sack There's a party at the liqour store, don't be claimin' broke Actin' like a cold 40 ain't good on the throat Who you think that you foolin'? Cause it sure ain't me Should'a borrowed five dollars from your old lady Is there anybody's cup as empty as mine? Pile into the Hoo-ride, seats recline Stop at the weedspot, order up another This is how we do it, MUTHAFUCKA CD burned full of old school tracks On the corner of the party store shootin' some craps If this is something that you normally see then you probably live close to me
[Chorus] There was a party at the liquor store C'mon! There was a party at the liquor store C'mon! There was a party Anybody! Party Everybody! There was a party at the liquor store C'mon!
[Colton Grundy] I showed up, showed up Khaki's creased And a chicken head hangin' on either side of me Sendin' me to the store To cop some 40s And I take my time, and make my way around the party See my boy JD, and the weedspot on wheels 65 Impala, drop top, and make the shit hop Come on out, sparks the blunt, with two bitches Then came through the skunk, we got fucked up! Seconds passed, the chicken heads came back Now it's off to minglin' and see who else up in the shack The music started bumpin', there ain't no sign of the pigs If there was, I'd pull my shit and split they fuckin' wigs I'm high as fuck, and stumblin' off six 40s By the time I see my homie, ABK, up at the party Chillin' with seven hoes and they sell toes Or they dream about sex and those in birthday clothes
[Chorus] There was a party at the liquor store C'mon! There was a party at the liquor store C'mon! There was a party Anybody! Party Everybody! There was a party at the liquor store C'mon!
[Anbody Killa] When I got there, shit was tight So I rolled up a blunt of that chocolate tie Everybody was chillin' out front, sayin' "What's up?" Walk in to grab a 40 as I spark my stuff Went straight to the back where the brew be at Grabbed a cold 4-0 and proceeded to crack Gotta dollar fifty sub and a bag of Better Made chips Phone number from the hot bottle return bitch It was a good day, perfet day to party Hot bangin' bootyliscious freaks actin' horny Man, this party store is kinda like the club Besides the bums comin' in, cause the beer's cheap enough I was gettin' my groove on, big straight pimpin' Aisle of the party store, Bud Light sippin' I heard a gunshot, my drink dropped I coulda swore it was the fuckin' cops
[Robbery noises]
[Chorus] There was a robbery at the liquor store What happened?! There was a robbery at the liquor store What happened?! There was a robbery A robbery? Someone got shot He got shot?! There was a robbery at the liquor store What happened?!
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