Love Story
Party Supplies Lyrics


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She had the sweetest scent I ever smelt a woman have
Skin would glisten like reflections off the blueish Jag
She had a Jewish dad, and a Jamaican maid
Started hanging with strippers and dropping the zippers
And selling the pussy for paper to play
Crusty feet like she hiking for days and live in the mountains
At the park she piss in the fountain, shit on the Michigan towel
She quick to split up an owl
She loves some dick in her bowels
Dabble in crystal, polish the pistol, powder her sniffles with flour
Straight flieshman
In the private part of her pussy pocket
Randomly pussy farting
Sold at the hookers auction
Left as a crooked orphan
Wrapped in the sports section
Box score, fake black rubber cock in the top drawer, what

Make this fucking bitch sit in vinegar
Apple cider baths
Sit in the vinegar
Bronsolino
PS

Yo, so many unfamiliar faces that have come and gone
You're a constant, fucked you in the school closet
We were young then, experimental periods
Laid a towel cause I fucked you on your period
Stole my mothers car crashed it by the Burger King
Young love, but we thought it was eternity
Raw sex, never thought about paternity
But now this cunt is trying to murder me
Abusing me physically and verbally
Said my dick was too small
I went and got the surgery, just to show it off
This ain't real shit, baby, I'm just going off
Clear the mind, fuck it, so I wrote a song
Night life, I'm destined for the bright lights
Knife fights at the bar with some white dykes
She hold me down, break a bottle on the bitch head
.25 out the pussy and it spits lead
We always end up in a situation
She throwing diapers out the window at me
Called the cops said I beat her face
Beat the case, now I shiver at a sweet embrace

I rap now, bitches sucking like a vacuum
On the bed, stay bent like a smack spoon
Bubble butt thicker than the double dutch
In the van, leave her tied up in bumblefuck

Cold, tired and I mean it
I thought we'd grow to old farts in Phoenix
Well now you see me 'lo scarves and a ski knit
But I've been here since the beginning, like a prefix
But I'mma to do what I gotta do
Trying to make this french dough like a Pâte à Choux
Over your head, after sex shorty hold me in bed
Smoking Ethiopian red
The son goes, a single teardrop fallopians bled
Nowadays you catch the hooker sniffing coke in the shed
It's a damn shame I'm just chilling eating lamb brain
I keep the weiner on display for the campaign

I'm just doing what I had to do
Tryna Drop me in the ground but I'm not going




To the top till I fall just like Owen
Heartbreak drowned sorrows in a love state

Overall Meaning

In Party Supplies's song "Love Story," the lyrics depict a tumultuous and chaotic relationship. The first verse describes a woman with a unique mix of backgrounds and a wild lifestyle. She indulges in drugs, engages in promiscuous activities, and lives recklessly. The mention of her "quick to split up an owl" and "loves some dick in her bowels" suggests a willingness to engage in questionable behaviors that cross social boundaries. The lyrics also hint at a sense of abandonment or detachment as she is described as a "crooked orphan" wrapped in the sports section and left to be sold at a "hookers auction."


The second verse shifts focus and addresses a specific relationship experience. The lyrics describe a past love affair that was intense and adventurous. They engage in risky behavior, including having sex during the woman's period and crashing a car. The relationship seems temporary and fleeting, driven by youthful passion with little thought given to long-term consequences. The lyrics reveal a toxic dynamic between the two, with the woman turning abusive and undermining the singer's self-esteem. The singer undergoes surgery to prove himself, highlighting the destructive nature of their relationship.


The third verse explores the rapper's current life and attitude. He embraces his rap career while seeking validation from sexual encounters. The explicit descriptions emphasize the rapper's hedonistic lifestyle. The lyrics also hint at a feeling of detachment and cynicism, as the rapper describes himself as shivering at a "sweet embrace," suggesting a reluctance to fully commit to any emotional connection.


Finally, the fourth verse reflects on the rapper's journey and growth. He acknowledges his past mistakes and resilience. The lyrics depict a sense of nostalgia and longing for a simpler, more innocent relationship. The reference to "chilling eating lamb brain" portrays a sense of indulgence and self-reflection, while also highlighting the surreal and bizarre nature of the rapper's experiences. The lyrics end on a bittersweet tone, with the mention of heartbreak, sorrows, and the lingering effects of love.


Line by Line Meaning

She had the sweetest scent I ever smelt a woman have
She exuded a captivating aroma that no other woman had


Skin would glisten like reflections off the blueish Jag
Her skin would shine and sparkle like the reflections on a luxurious blue Jaguar


She had a Jewish dad, and a Jamaican maid
Her lineage consisted of a father with Jewish heritage and a maid from Jamaica


Started hanging with strippers and dropping the zippers
She began spending time with strippers and engaging in activities involving nudity


And selling the pussy for paper to play
She started selling her body in exchange for money


Crusty feet like she hiking for days and live in the mountains
Her feet were dirty and calloused, as if she had been hiking for days in the mountains


At the park she piss in the fountain, shit on the Michigan towel
She had no regard for public decency, urinating in park fountains and defecating on a towel from Michigan


She quick to split up an owl
She was skilled at dividing and separating drugs like cocaine


She loves some dick in her bowels
She enjoyed engaging in anal sex


Dabble in crystal, polish the pistol, powder her sniffles with flour
She experimented with crystal meth, cleaned her gun, and used flour to mask the signs of drug use


Straight flieshman
She had a reputation of being promiscuous


In the private part of her pussy pocket
Within the intimate folds of her vagina


Randomly pussy farting
Releasing flatulence from her vagina unexpectedly


Sold at the hookers auction
She was treated as a commodity and sold at events or to clients like a prostitute


Left as a crooked orphan
She was abandoned and left without guidance or support


Wrapped in the sports section
She was discarded and forsaken, metaphorically wrapped in the newspaper's sports section


Box score, fake black rubber cock in the top drawer, what
The newspaper's box score was accompanied by a counterfeit black dildo hidden in a drawer


Make this fucking bitch sit in vinegar
Punish this detestable woman by forcing her to sit in vinegar


Apple cider baths
Taking baths with apple cider in an attempt to cleanse herself


Sit in the vinegar
Continuing to endure the discomfort of sitting in vinegar as a form of retribution


Bronsolino
Referencing the artist Bronsolino, possibly implying a change of subject or intention


Yo, so many unfamiliar faces that have come and gone
Throughout time, countless unfamiliar faces have entered and exited our lives


You're a constant, fucked you in the school closet
You remain a consistent presence, having engaged in sexual activity in a school closet


We were young then, experimental periods
During our youth, we explored our sexuality and went through phases of experimentation


Laid a towel cause I fucked you on your period
Used a towel to protect the bed while engaging in sexual intercourse during your menstrual cycle


Stole my mothers car crashed it by the Burger King
I took my mother's car without permission and crashed it near a Burger King restaurant


Young love, but we thought it was eternity
Although we were young, we believed our love would last indefinitely


Raw sex, never thought about paternity
We engaged in unprotected sex without considering the potential consequences of parenthood


But now this cunt is trying to murder me
However, this despicable person is now attempting to kill me


Abusing me physically and verbally
Subjecting me to physical and verbal abuse


Said my dick was too small
Claimed that my penis was insufficient in size


I went and got the surgery, just to show it off
I underwent a surgical procedure to enhance my genitals, solely to exhibit my newfound size


This ain't real shit, baby, I'm just going off
These lyrics should not be taken literally, as I am simply expressing myself freely


Clear the mind, fuck it, so I wrote a song
I cleared my thoughts and emotions, deciding to express them by writing a song


Night life, I'm destined for the bright lights
I am meant to thrive in the thrilling and glamorous atmosphere of the nightlife scene


Knife fights at the bar with some white dykes
Engaging in dangerous altercations involving knives with white lesbians at the bar


She hold me down, break a bottle on the bitch head
She supports and protects me, even resorting to breaking a bottle on another woman's head


.25 out the pussy and it spits lead
A small firearm hidden in her vagina, capable of shooting bullets


We always end up in a situation
We consistently find ourselves in complicated circumstances


She throwing diapers out the window at me
She is hurling diapers out the window, aiming them at me


Called the cops said I beat her face
She contacted the police, falsely accusing me of physically assaulting her


Beat the case, now I shiver at a sweet embrace
I successfully overcame the legal situation, but now I am hesitant and wary of affectionate gestures


I rap now, bitches sucking like a vacuum
I am now an artist in the rap genre, with women eagerly engaging in oral sex like a powerful vacuum


On the bed, stay bent like a smack spoon
While on the bed, these women assume a position resembling a spoon used for preparing drugs


Bubble butt thicker than the double dutch
Their buttocks are voluptuous, surpassing the thickness of girls participating in a double Dutch skipping game


In the van, leave her tied up in bumblefuck
Inside a van, I restrain and leave her immobilized in a remote and isolated location


Cold, tired and I mean it
I am emotionally distant, exhausted, and genuinely expressing my feelings


I thought we'd grow to old farts in Phoenix
I believed we would age together as elderly individuals in Phoenix, Arizona


Well now you see me 'lo scarves and a ski knit
Currently, you witness me wearing luxurious scarves and a knitted hat


But I've been here since the beginning, like a prefix
However, I have been present since the start, just like a prefix in a word


But I'mma to do what I gotta do
But I will do whatever is necessary to achieve my goals


Trying to make this french dough like a Pâte à Choux
Attempting to earn a substantial amount of money, similar to the dough used in making Pâte à Choux pastries


Over your head, after sex shorty hold me in bed
You fail to comprehend, but after engaging in sexual activity, you hold me in bed


Smoking Ethiopian red
Consuming a type of marijuana called Ethiopian Red


The son goes, a single teardrop fallopians bled
The sun sets, symbolizing the end, and a single tear represents the pain and loss experienced


Nowadays you catch the hooker sniffing coke in the shed
Presently, you might find the prostitute snorting cocaine in a shed


It's a damn shame I'm just chilling eating lamb brain
It is truly unfortunate, as I am only relaxing and enjoying a meal of lamb brain


I keep the weiner on display for the campaign
I prominently showcase my penis for promotional purposes


I'm just doing what I had to do
I am simply fulfilling the necessary actions to attain my goals


Tryna Drop me in the ground but I'm not going
Attempting to bury me in the ground, but I refuse to succumb


To the top till I fall just like Owen
I aim to reach the pinnacle of success before eventually facing a downfall, similar to Owen Wilson's career


Heartbreak drowned sorrows in a love state
I cope with heartbreak by numbing my pain through excessive consumption of alcohol or drugs




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ARIYAN ARSLANI

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@MrJmobes

This whole album deserves a remaster an release.
Classic HipHop right here.

@gilbertmillerjr367

Josh Mobery fact!!!!

@krisjoy2

Josh Mobery why would you remaster an album thats more or less recent lol

@radicalronin

@@krisjoy2 I think the issue is this upload is super compressed, I used to have this album on my old ipod and it didnt sound like this.

@darrenwhite1939

“no hit records on a demo” action Bronson

also action Bronson: blue chips

@TheBritishBoy1

That second beat is heavenly

@elgatoconmota1320

I like the 1st one better lol that gangsta soul 😎 💨💨💨💨

@edwardmurray2494

Bro three yrs later on this comment me and my buddies in a solar field with this blasting and my boys are rocking back and forth singing the shoe bop shoe bop and snapping their fingers like choir women 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

@anakinsoyo

EXACTLY dude its pure magic

@tribalgosh5938

@@edwardmurray2494that’s legendary

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