Diving into the world of love, lust, and fame, this track is a candid exploration of the artist's complicated relationships. PARTYNEXTDOOR brings to light his struggles with trust issues and the pressures of success. The lyrics reveal a man torn between his desire for intimacy and the allure of a carefree lifestyle fueled by wealth and fame. He grapples with betrayal, as those close to him turn against him. Yet, despite these challenges, he remains committed to finding genuine connection amidst the chaos. The song serves as a raw confession of his personal battles in navigating love in an industry marked by superficiality. #LoveInFame #TrustIssues
SLS
Lyrics
You like-, do you fuck with mimosas?
Yeah
Yo, I love champagne, I love champagne
She call me Private Party SLS
She fuck with Khaled just 'cause we the best
iPhone go silent like I ain't need the stress
Fuck that shit, you know I need the sex
I'm with a stripper and we in the church
Don't tell my dear mama where you work
Hit the corner, girl, we leave at ten
Told my nigga that you'd bring a friend
Yeah, you still fire, I ain't need a BIC
I got money, I don't need a bitch
He yo' snitch, she yo' snitch now
Niggas tellin' on me to my bitch now
A lot of niggas in the game but I cannot vouch for 'em
Niggas ball, but is he ballin' for you?
He your ex, I'm your ex too
Shawty, I never could talk shit, you know I got it for you
Call me Private Party SLS
Fuck with Khaled just 'cause we the best
iPhone go silent like I ain't need the stress
Fuck that shit, you know I need the sex
Don't I make it work?
She said knowin' me I probably make it hurt
On your grandma and you mama life
Promise you gon' make it out this shit alive
Marry rich 'cause, girl, we came from nothin'
She learned that shit just from her older cousin
Bust a U-ie, well, baby, get to bustin'
PARTY on her fingernails for when she finger fuckin'
Yeah, a lot of niggas in the game but I cannot vouch for 'em
Niggas ball, but is he ballin' for you?
He your ex, I'm your ex too
Shawty, I never could talk shit, you know I got it for you
She call me Private Party SLS
She fuck with Khaled just 'cause we the best
iPhone go silent like I ain't need the stress
But fuck that shit, you know I need the sex
Still with a stripper and we in the church
Don't tell my dear mama where you work
Hit the corner, girl, we leave at ten
Told my nigga that you'd bring a friend
You still fire, I ain't need a BIC
And I got money, I ain't need a bitch (nope)
He yo' snitch, she yo' snitch now
Her niggas tellin' on me to my bitch now
Yeah, a lot of niggas in the game but I cannot vouch for 'em
Niggas ball, but is he ballin' for you?
He your ex, I'm your ex too
Shawty, I never could talk shit, you know I got it for you
Writer(s): Jahron Brathwaite, Ryan Martinez, Jerome Lane, Keith Sweat, Bobby Crawford
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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