This is a song about "Africa ghana party"

Toast, toast to the party!

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

They can’t even come around

Keep the party turned round

Must be something you want me to see

If you just came here to party,

Cause im here throwing the party

They say nothings ever free

I start out small by slaving africa, this time theres no saving,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

This party will make the neighbors lose it!

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

I am the show and the after party

Look it something they can't ever see