Free-Esta Songtext / Lyric

Yeah

Bring in the drums

PackFM!

I'm on the list, bitch!

Bring in the drums!

This is for my muthafuckas up in VIP... who got all their shit free...

Listen up.






Verse 1:

I'ma tell you all somethin very simple and plain

I ain't a pimp, I don't walk wit' a limp and a cane

I ain't a hustla makin dollars from a dime and a nick

I ain't a balla, but my jersey always matches my kicks

"When Pack's in the mix..." I impress chicks

Name on my necklace, skip the line, get in free

And I ain't on the guest list

VIP status, people showin' me love

Shit's free, I ain't spendin' 50 cent in the club

Now if it ain't for free, then it ain't for me

These ladies came for me and I aim to please

And every - day of the week see me doin' my thing

She trynna move like a freak, come and prove it to me...



Hook:

Somebody's havin a party and I don't know who, but I'll ask somebody

And it's Qn5 all up in this bitch, and if I ain't on the list, I ain't fuckin wit this



Verse 2:

Last call at the bar, everybody outside

Got the traffic on stall cuz you double parked the ride

Hurtin' somebody's pride wit the size of your rims

I ain't licensed to drive but I got the nice Timbs

I don't rock it like him tho, shit be exclusive

Everytime I walk out the door it's some new shit

Stay dipped in head to toe, courtesy of Ecko

"Man, how he get in? I thought they had a dress code?"

I get treated special, I laugh at you clowns

I pass through wit a pound while they pattin you down

And no, I don't drink liquor, but I got these drink tickets

And my whole crew's here, let's have a few rounds...



Hook:

Somebody's havin a party and I don't know who, but I'll ask somebody

And it's E-Famm, all up in this bitch, and if I ain't on the list, I ain't fuckin' wit this



Bridge:

Somebody's havin' a party and I don't know who, but I'll ask somebody

And it's ... all up in this bitch, and if I ain't on the list, I ain't fuckin' wit this.



Now everybody in the spot, you wanna get in for free say "I ain't payin"

I AIN'T PAYIN'

Everybody in the spot who love VIP say "I ain't payin'"

I AIN'T PAYIN'



Verse 3:

Now I ain't playin', listen up, I ain't payin'

And if the DJ's wack, then I ain't stayin'

Fuck what the list say, I'ma find my way in

You know the kid's in free like the Holiday Inn

Half the time I lie sayin' I'm performin'

And it works cuz the fans on line start swarmin' (oh my God!)

This bouncer keep grillin' me, like he ain't really feelin' me

You take this too serious you beefed up doorman

It's just a party, why I gotta know somebody?

I'm prolly older than you, let me see some ID

You ain't a cop and this ain't a crime

There's more people on line than there is inside

So I really don't see what the fuss is about

When they hear that I'm here then they all rushin' out

Instead of cussin' you out, we gon set it right here

Fuck ya list, I don't care, party over - We out!



Hook:

Somebody's havin a party, and I don't know who, but I'll ask somebody

And it's The Plague, all up in this bitch, and if I ain't on the list, I ain't fuckin' wit this

Somebody's havin a party, and I don't know who, but I'll ask somebody

And it's PackFM, all up in this bitch, and if I ain't on the list, I ain't fuckin' wit this



It's PackFM, and I ain't payin'. I'm on the list. Nah, nah nah nah. it should say PackFM. I'm wit Mike. Go get Mike! Dog, go get Mike, for real! I should be on the list. It ain't my fault. C'mon dog - stop fuckin' wit me. I'm on the list...