Grove St. Party
Lil Wayne Lyrics


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Woo! Ha ha haha

I got a whole lotta money
Pop that pussy for me
My homie got that yopper
He a bang it at a copper
Ayy, gangsta party, gangsta party
Gangsta party
Stove on my waist, cook your ass up, gourmet
All-black four-four, do you want foreplay?
I'm going at your face like Oil of Olay
No champagne, but you know my flag rosΓ©
Swagger on steroids: Canseco, Jose
No Limit Records: We so 'bout it 'bout it
I'm higher than a bitch
Feel like I climbed a fucking mountain
Illest nigga you know
My accountant still counting
Shot hit him a minute ago
But his body still bouncing
Beam on the hammer, beam on your forehead
Gotta kill the witnesses 'cause
Birdman car red
Hollygrove Monster, Eagle Street creature
Come to your funeral
Kill everybody but the preacher
I live in Miami, nigga, I'll South Beach you
Robin Leach uh, that's how we ballin'
You know that I'm loaded
But please don't think it's sweeter
Beat one of you bitch niggas
Up like John Cena them hoes on Young Money
Tell them hoes we coming
Boy, we get it popping, we ain't saving hoes
We swapping
Yeah, gangsta party, gangsta party
Gangsta party
Big head Desert Eagle, call it Sade
I just get that money, Stunna taught me that
That Xan took me under
PatrΓ³n brought me back
I'm leaning on these motherfuckers like
I caught a flat
And that Glock snap back like
An old Starter hat, haha!
What the lick read? I'm in the big league
I'm a breath of fresh air
Let the bitch breathe
I'm tryna chillax, but I had to do it, Dev
I'm at the funeral, like, "I had to do it
Rev!" mack, you my big brother
I'll split a wig for you
Put that on Mary P, until they bury me
Moment of clarity yeah
That's my diamond game
I keep a fine bitch 'cause
I like the finer things
Haha! Fuck with me, slime
No brain on the whip, I got nothing in mind
Hehe carter 4, they ain't fucking with mine
I drop that Sorry 4 the Wait
To make up for the time, yeah!

Yeah I do my thang, bitch what's up? (Swag)
Young BasedGod, came in with the ballers
(Woo, woo, woo, with the ballers)
Iced-out chain, bitch
I'm rich off that same shit
(Oh, that same shit)
Sixty-five hoes on my dick, bitch
It's Christmas
Straight Westside, Bay Area bitch
I'll grave em (Swag)
Pretty boy shit, Based God finna hang 'em
Armed like a cradle
And you niggas can't stop me (Can't stop me)
Shouts out to Mack Maine
Getting rich and cocky (Mack Maine)
Bitch it's still Westside
(Swag) , shouts out to Weezy
Young BasedGod with that 55 heater
187 bitch (Ayy) , I pull a 2-11 bitch
With that tiny shirt, man (yeah)
And that (yeah) tiny pants, man (Swag)
I'm on that BasedWorld
And I fuck with Cash Money
Niggas don't understand, man
They gang like a chain (Swag, swag)
Man, that "Woo woo swag, " bitch
Brr rang dang dang dang
Man, bruh, off top, I'm a Wolfpack hitter
(Swag) man, my life just a painting and
I paint you a picture
Man, think about it: a young paid-ass nigga
This that stuntin' music
(Stuntin' music) bitch
I just do's it (I just do's it) it's Lil B
(yeah, yeah) and I'll
Motherfucking bruise 'em, we run it! (Swag)

Man, shouts out to Maine and Wayne, man (Woo)
Shouts out to New Orleans! Westside
I can't believe it's niggas
Getting money down
Here who fuck with me! Swag!
Weezy, I see you! What it do!
That motherfucking partying




Bitches, man, what it do? Ha ha hahaha
Yeah! Ayyyyy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lil Wayne's song "Grove St. Party" depict a scene of extravagance, excess, and a carefree attitude. Lil Wayne boasts about his wealth, with lines like "I got a whole lotta money," and encourages women to "pop that pussy" for him. He also mentions his affiliation with a gang and their actions, such as his friend having a weapon ("yopper") and being willing to use it against law enforcement ("bang it at a copper"). The chorus emphasizes the theme of a gangsta party, with Lil Wayne repeating the phrase several times.


Throughout the song, Lil Wayne uses vivid and sometimes violent imagery to assert his dominance and indicate that he is on top of the rap game. He compares his aggression and intensity to guns (e.g., "Stove on my waist, cook your ass up, gourmet"), employs wordplay (e.g., "going at your face like Oil of Olay"), and brags about his high status (e.g., "I'm higher than a bitch, feel like I climbed a f*cking mountain"). He also mentions his financial success and the loyalty of his accountant ("My accountant still counting").


The lyrics touch on themes of violence and power, as Lil Wayne discusses killing witnesses and threatening others ("Gotta kill the witnesses 'cause Birdman car red"). He also references his association with Young Money, a record label founded by Lil Wayne, and his ability to attract women ("h*es on Young Money").


This song is known for its bold and somewhat controversial lyrics, reflecting Lil Wayne's confident and unapologetic style. It exemplifies the gangsta rap genre with its references to money, violence, and partying. Ultimately, it serves as a showcase for Lil Wayne's bravado and his status as one of the biggest names in hip hop.




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Comments from YouTube:

Microitalian

As a civilian i respect what you are doing and am thankful for brave men such as yourself who are willing to lie their lives on the line to protect Lil B. I am so honored to be in your presence. Thank you for your service.

K.G. Alatore

This is still the best guest spot ever. I remember sooooo many people being mad about Lil B's verse, and it's even funnier that he intentionally went all over the place with it because he knew it'd piss people off.

777Boss 777

He ain't even do it to piss people off . He just raps like this .

But the verse is 100% best on the album

Dada67

@777Boss 777 it was good and I did like it but 100% best on the album?? Now u smokin πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

Idk Ro

Nah he actually had his last verse he ever did on beat and I think thats the funniest part πŸ˜‚

P.P. Allin

@777Boss 777 I’m pretty sure he was trolling like look what he did to that guy that paid 5 $ for a feature

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g

this whole mixtape was the anthem of summer 2011 when i graduated high school. damn, good times

Lilith

SAMEEE.

Lilith

I graduated that year too, Sorry For The Wait had the summer LIIITTT.

Ron Burgundy

Hey my people!

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