Wretch 32
Party Animal (Ain’t No Tomorrow) [Remix]
[Verse 1: Ghetts]
Ayo, I party hard like Donae'o
Gyal dem are calling me baby like I'm a day old
In '98 you would've found me in Colosseum
2005, I was in a rave called KO
I love being surrounded with beautiful women
Too many letters, I don't wanna see no male
These Postman Pats tryna hold me back
Why they hanging around when they know the rope will snap?
Snap, camera flash
You no want your girl to Instagram that
Photo'd on a beat, that's a picture backlash
Them sound men play, I'm a n***a that's
Bad, bad I am
Every woman I had made me the man I am
Yeah, skets, I be in the dance with my darg Wretch
Jail time's the only birds you and your dargs get
[Hook: Ghetts]
Party animal, ain't no rest for the wicked
And I am bad like Mike was
Black gloves, white socks
Leather jacket with the zips, my god
Bottles with no sorrows
Surrounded by models without morals
All my n***as macks, no Donald's
We be living like there ain't no tomorrow
We drink out bottles with no sorrows
Surrounded by models without morals
All my n***as macks, no Donald's
We be living like there ain't no tomorrow
[Verse 2: Wretch 32]
I left my liver in the club with my n***a and my love
The paps are outside, told him bring it on the sly
Told her when she don't see me, the rumour's in the skies
She wanted to get loose, I left before we were tight
She in the whip, staring like she never seen a star
I like the top down, I ain't never seen a bra
Table for the drinks, I ain't never seen a bar
And I don't really see the country, I rap then I depart
Ras, I'm really touching the sky
Tonight, Matthew, I'm really stars in their eyes
And they say curiosity killed the cat
Well in my case, I bring the pussy to life
[Hook: Ghetts]
Party animal, ain't no rest for the wicked
And I am bad like Mike was
Black gloves, white socks
Leather jacket with the zips, my god
Bottles with no sorrows
Surrounded by models without morals
All my n***as macks, no Donald's
We be living like there ain't no tomorrow
We drink out bottles with no sorrows
Surrounded by models without morals
All my n***as macks, no Donald's
We be living like there ain't no tomorrow