Soiree

Chorus "Heyyy we having a soirée (soirée) Breaka dawn til the break of day We rocking popping bottles of Spade And dancing the problems away…" Verse 1 Heyyyy 1 time for the high life Always knew this shoulda been my life And even if its only for one night Then it's alright cuz we all right And we all like living it up Drive big cars for broads who be giving it up She put on her best dress just to shimmy it up It's no fun less we divie it up word to Nate Dogg All I do is spread love how you hate Tor… Realest in the room what the fake for I'm just tryna give her reason to shake more… Bottles to the face fuck it we ain't pour Can't score, least get an assist She drawn to the allure so hard to resist So had to insist mami gimme a dance Since they love niggas in Paris we did it in France....heyyy Chorus Verse 2 In Marseille at the old port Where new surroundings cover my old thoughts And brand new kicks copping my old sport I'm tryna cop me a team thinking what Hov thought That's a home court advantage for real Gotta keep the money clean once you handed a mill And it might get outta hand once you handed a pill No sense in still standing, if your standing is still So we jamming for real hold ya glass in the air Wave your Roley side to side like if Biggie was here Nigga ah leave with ya Cassie like Diddy was here Might shoot this shit up like if Fiddy was here But the city is here its a jiggy affair If she giving you the look her intentions is clear Tryna put the red bottoms where the ceiling is near Bonjour man we get it in here