My Party

It's raining on old yellow and it's carving a path

So now we're on our way

It's taking us on journeys where we wipe away frowns

amongst a crowded place

So why you never call me no you never seem to call me

Now that I'm OK

I'll beat you in the end and every time you turn around

Here will come the coming of age



Ooh she's at my party



My cocky looks emerges when you question my moves

Because you ain't got no taste

You're talking about my baby

I could flip you upside down and I could mop this place

So why you never saw me

No you never seen my calling right in front your face

I'll smoke you in the end and don't you ever turn around

Because here's that coming of age



Ooh she's at my party