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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
A$AP Ferg
Vocals
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darold Brown
Songwriter
Leon Flowers
Songwriter
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pliznaya
Producer
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Recording Engineer
TGUT
Recording Engineer
Francisco "Frankie" Ramirez
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The party, it's poppin'
She whip it, she mop it (Yeah)
She lick it, she top it (Yeah)
The bitches, they swappin' (All right)
It's sloppy, it's slimy
It's ratchet, it's grimey
I'm sinnin', I'm winnin' (Coo, coo)
I'm Dennis Rodman (Grr)
Hit a bitch with a mean lil' fade away (Woo)
Aye, bitch, you not my type, tell her straight away
The party, it's poppin'
She whip it, she mop it (Coo, coo)
She lick it, she top it
The bitches, they swappin'
[Verse 2]
Don't try me, it's by me
Feel me? It's on me (Yeah)
Supersonic the blick, ain't like Sony (Right)
Pocket rocket, pop it, lock it (Yeah)
Flex, fuck it, Simon says don't stop it (That's right all right)
Benihana's, cooking bodies on a Saturday (Cook it)
Heard you got a chain, it's on layaway (Layaway?)
New rappers, all you do is copy
And these bitches click my story 'cause they wanna watch me (Grr)
Aye, she gon' send a text when it's gettin' late (Gettin' late)
Aye, meet my security at the gate
Bitch, you lookin' at a star like we in the Wraith (In the Wraith)
Beat it like Billie Jean, moonwalk away
[Verse 3]
The party, it's poppin'
She whip it, she mop it (Yeah)
She lick it, she top it
The bitches, they swappin' (All right)
It's sloppy, it's slimy
It's ratchet, it's grimey
I'm sinnin', I'm winnin' (Coo, coo)
I'm Dennis Rodman (Grr)
Hit a bitch with a mean lil' fade away (Woo)
Aye, bitch, you not my type, tell her straight away
The party, it's poppin'
She whip it, she mop it
She lick it, she top it
The bitches, they swappin'
[Verse 4]
She mean, a queen that's makin' bands (Yeah)
Her ass, I fiend, potato, yams (That's right)
Put money on his head, I call it headband (Yeah)
You dyed hair, Dennis Rodman (Grr)
It feel like we won the finals, we got five rings (Yeah)
We live in a series of 30 for 30, I shake 'em like Kyrie (Hoo)
You need to stop all that bullshit, I ain't talkin' 'bout Dennis (Yeah)
We the ballers in the game, feel like we runnin' the scrimmage (Yeah)
I'm the best, put a **** in the Guinness (Right)
My bitch is bad, Trinidad, Red Stripe and a Guinness (That's right)
We paint our nails, hit Nene for the manicure (Coo, coo)
Only thing we ever duckin' is them Lammy doors (Hoo, hoo, hoo, oh!)
[Verse 5]
The party it's
Hold the fuck up Tyga, run that shit
Here with the Tyga King, but I'm the king when it come to this rhyming thing (Yeah)
All of my songs hit, badda-bing, in the pandemic, but I do not feel a thing (Right)
Last week, bought four of them chains
Glowin' up until I'm touring the game (Yeah)
Disturbin' the game, rappers is wilin'
Baptized them, now I drown them (That's right)
Trap album, now they silent
Made a mil' talkin 'bout violence, while on an island
Beautiful view from my palace
Talkin' 'bout shoes with my stylist (Yeah)
You was a coward, not really valid
Mixin' the hustle with talent
Got your bitch browsin'
Her comment a thousand
Instagram emoji smilin' (Hoo, hoo, hoo, oh!)
[Verse 6]
The party, it's poppin'
She whip it, she mop it (Yeah)
She lick it, she top it (Yeah)
The bitches, they swappin' (Yeah)
It's sloppy, it's slimy
It's ratchet, it's grimey (All right)
I'm sinnin', I'm winnin' (Yeah)
I'm Dennis Rodman (Grr)
Hit a bitch with a mean lil' fade away (Coo, coo)
Aye, bitch, you not my type, tell her straight away
The party, it's poppin'
She whip it, she mop it
She lick it, she top it (Yeah)
The bitches, they swappin'
Written by: Darold Brown, Leon Flowers, Michael Ray Stevenson