Take the Party With Us Songtext
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Take the Party With Us Songtext
Let the wallet and the keys and the fat?
Little sorts of paraphenalia
Look I understand now that this heres suspicious
But its just us, the tour bus a must the mousta
Ride with us from the things with bringing it plus
We never cleaning it thus, the smell of weed′n it up
Get the feeling you that dont like the stripes
That wanna be rockstarts they gotta be drug dealers
Or real killers, lets go with the latter and put outa feelers
And see what the deal is
So why did nobody mention that we passed the dimension
Got the kangaroos riding the back and they keep banging the sides
And then we'll take us alive and if we deal with it right
Well then we′ll ride from the back, better hit the hazards
Im just saying im seeing the whole land from the backseat of this ride
I wouldnt mind tryn wind my window without the threat of a ciggerett
Hons lit'n hittin my eye but i got no time
No time to waste, i gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us
What the fuck are you lookin for, just a little bit of drapht
You aint gonna find a shit in under my nut sack
Only thing under there is my butt crack
Aint a fuckin rug rat so no aint harbouring shit there
And if i did its gone cause spottin cops is my sixth sense
Thick stench of the second hand smoke with an ear to the road
He reckon he van gough, he reckon the road rolled under the van
I reckon hes twenty seconds too late
And reckon that dan knows that
Standing on the side of the road with rambos tryna stand over us
Like it was over loaded guns, like it was over a boat of coke
Or a bust to my load to show my nuts to a bus load of nuns, nah
No one ownin up to this now we lookin down at a truck
Like snuffleupagus i had enough of this either read us our rights
Or we drivng, aint got time we aint got no time nah
No time to waste, i gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us
Mister policeman, why you pullin us over
See the whole van lifted but our drivers sober
And legally hes the only one who needs to be
So you cant prove shit but motherfucker we smoke heaps of weed
And the key you dont need to know why hes here
We vacced to the party of loose women and free beer
So can you let us go? ive had enough of this shit
I know my rights and you cant test if im stoned
I drove so damn far on the magical mystery bus
Filled with vodka and half a spliff in my lung
I seen cops with them shotgun mics in the cliffs
Tryna clock the intake of my piss
Backseat plantation, hand me another one of them
Im not cooked im only half bakin and ill be partakin
With anything thats passed around trust, we take the party with us
We take the party with us
A couple piss passed around the back the wiff of this shit
Got the coppas stressed enough they wanna give us a slip
But not elusive they accusin us of being that one moving
Budha in back alludin like the smokes from an illusion hah
Its from the pithery serrendipity ciggerett and sombody invited OJ
Bought the killer ex
Till i said walk the fuck out of the street cause in the tour van
Ten years on still playing porn ran
You think the oars count, we proabably did snap shotted all them twits
For my holiday pics, so what the fucks the deal officer
Why you tryna lock us up? we aint botherin nobody, go do some proper stuff
I got no time for bovine fuckin my shit up
Patiently he treat a car and the last one to get up
One hitta but the coppa didnt pick up i was joking
We them whole weed man we smoking
No time to waste, i gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us
Little sorts of paraphenalia
Look I understand now that this heres suspicious
But its just us, the tour bus a must the mousta
Ride with us from the things with bringing it plus
We never cleaning it thus, the smell of weed′n it up
Get the feeling you that dont like the stripes
That wanna be rockstarts they gotta be drug dealers
Or real killers, lets go with the latter and put outa feelers
And see what the deal is
So why did nobody mention that we passed the dimension
Got the kangaroos riding the back and they keep banging the sides
And then we'll take us alive and if we deal with it right
Well then we′ll ride from the back, better hit the hazards
Im just saying im seeing the whole land from the backseat of this ride
I wouldnt mind tryn wind my window without the threat of a ciggerett
Hons lit'n hittin my eye but i got no time
No time to waste, i gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us
What the fuck are you lookin for, just a little bit of drapht
You aint gonna find a shit in under my nut sack
Only thing under there is my butt crack
Aint a fuckin rug rat so no aint harbouring shit there
And if i did its gone cause spottin cops is my sixth sense
Thick stench of the second hand smoke with an ear to the road
He reckon he van gough, he reckon the road rolled under the van
I reckon hes twenty seconds too late
And reckon that dan knows that
Standing on the side of the road with rambos tryna stand over us
Like it was over loaded guns, like it was over a boat of coke
Or a bust to my load to show my nuts to a bus load of nuns, nah
No one ownin up to this now we lookin down at a truck
Like snuffleupagus i had enough of this either read us our rights
Or we drivng, aint got time we aint got no time nah
No time to waste, i gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us
Mister policeman, why you pullin us over
See the whole van lifted but our drivers sober
And legally hes the only one who needs to be
So you cant prove shit but motherfucker we smoke heaps of weed
And the key you dont need to know why hes here
We vacced to the party of loose women and free beer
So can you let us go? ive had enough of this shit
I know my rights and you cant test if im stoned
I drove so damn far on the magical mystery bus
Filled with vodka and half a spliff in my lung
I seen cops with them shotgun mics in the cliffs
Tryna clock the intake of my piss
Backseat plantation, hand me another one of them
Im not cooked im only half bakin and ill be partakin
With anything thats passed around trust, we take the party with us
We take the party with us
A couple piss passed around the back the wiff of this shit
Got the coppas stressed enough they wanna give us a slip
But not elusive they accusin us of being that one moving
Budha in back alludin like the smokes from an illusion hah
Its from the pithery serrendipity ciggerett and sombody invited OJ
Bought the killer ex
Till i said walk the fuck out of the street cause in the tour van
Ten years on still playing porn ran
You think the oars count, we proabably did snap shotted all them twits
For my holiday pics, so what the fucks the deal officer
Why you tryna lock us up? we aint botherin nobody, go do some proper stuff
I got no time for bovine fuckin my shit up
Patiently he treat a car and the last one to get up
One hitta but the coppa didnt pick up i was joking
We them whole weed man we smoking
No time to waste, i gotta hit the road, gotta go right away
Got time for nothing already started the bus so shut the door
And take the party with us
Writer(s): Paul Ridge, Daniel Rankine, Adam Baker, Matthew Honson, Daniel Yates Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
