Welcome To The Party (Remix|Explicit) - Pop Smoke/Nicki Minaj

Lyrics by：Bashar Jackson/Andre Loblack

Composed by：Bashar Jackson/Andre Loblack

Nicki Minaj：

Hey Wok and Breezy

This is a Melo beat

Queens

Pop Smoke：

Baby welcome to the party

Uh

I'm off the Molly the Xan the lean

That's why I'm movin' retarded

That's why I'm movin' retarded

Baby welcome to the party uh

I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a 'Rari

Baby welcome to the party

B***h I'm a thot get me lit

Get me lit

Gun on my hip

Gun on my hip

One in the head

One in the head

Ten in the clip

Ten in the clip

Baby baby don't trip

Just lower your tone

Lower your tone

'Cause you could get hit

Nicki Minaj：

It's a MAC fact I'm in the black 'Bach

We never lack lack with that strap

Ooh

I'ma drive through but if you back back

It's gon' clap clap and that's that

I never tap tap if I don't like a ho

You act act like you like her though

Never backtrack if I ain't f**kin' with you

Can't sit with us but you might get go

All my pretty b***hes high-saditty b***hes

Got a milli' b***hes on go

All these silly b***hes I'ma kill these b***hes

Yo Pop who the f**k want smoke

Brr

Keep-keep it real you really mad

'Cause your baby dad used to like me though

Ooh

I-I ain't f**k him 'cause I ain't want him

Told him take a hike like a hiker though

Fendi moon boots size six

Got me walking around like I'm Michael though

Yeah

Paint my hair 'cause I'm Tyson

Uh

Jordan Angelo

Nicki Minaj：

Baby welcome to the party

Colorful weave and your makeup is beat

And that's how you act just like a Barbie

Barbie

Baby welcome to the party uh

He wanna party with Barbie

Ooh

Pop Smoke：

It's Big 092MLBOA

Uh

I make a call and it's war

I bet I kick down the door I bet I send him to the Lord uh

Got a bad b***h from overseas

Got a 10 pack in my jeans I'm in Manhattan in these stores uh

Don't try and run up on my V

I knock a n***a out his sneaks while I'm shellin' down his V uh

Double G for the tee

No Alicia I got keys don't get your car Swiss cheese

Neno cooler then cooler he still an ooter he don't settle for nothing uh

Bluffin' p***y boy stop all that bluffin'

.380 hold a ruler I know some n***as that'll shoot you for nothing

Run Ricky yeah he runnin' run Ricky yeah he runnin'

Pop Smoke：

Baby welcome to the party

I'm off the Molly the Xan the lean

That's why I'm movin' retarded

That's why I'm movin' retarded

Baby welcome to the party uh

I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a 'Rari

Baby welcome to the party

B***h I'm a thot get me lit

Get me lit

Gun on my hip

Gun on my hip

One in the head

One in the head

Ten in the clip

Ten in the clip

Baby baby don't trip

Just lower your tone

Lower your tone

'Cause you could get hit

'Cause you could get hit