Fiesta

                                  Chorus: Lord Tariq 







Party  all night  fiesta  forever 



Getting cheddar  whatever  together  whatever 







Verse 1: Lord Tariq 







One dres on the six  I resurrect the willie  hottest (dick) 



I'm rich  plotter on your daughter  I'm magician cause I trick 



And your man want to flip  cause I'm poppin that (shit) 



Takin the shop (bitch)  yo honey hoppin the whip 



(Shit's) real  I won't hit it  niggas droppin  will split 



Spend the money, matter fact, I've seen these crouch it can get 



Take the keys to the reigns, black 4.6, cause all the (bitches) want this 



PDS on your fist, platinum on your neck, show part on your wrist 



Take it, no I insist, we can (fuck) in the morning 



And shop through the day 



Tonight Max was performing so we can go play 



Huh, jealousy and envy lurch through the party 



When the women see the up (dick) it's luster for your body 



Considered drug-dealers because we spark rollies and 



His and hers chillers, I'm a lover not a killer 



So let's just 







Chorus (2x) 







Verse 2: Lord Tariq 







Aiyyo Gunz, I met this freaky (bitch) about a week ago 



In New York, by the beacon yo, lookin like a sneaky hoe 



Even though she had a few friends, about 3 or 4 



Standing by the sneaker-store, and said that she seen me before 



But I don't believe it yo, she must have seen the ice-shinin 



Beneath the sleeve-roll, she like the way the diamonds go 



Never mind (bitch), I'm about to blow, I gotta swerve 



And she had the on fast to commin ass, she can go 



Without a question yo, backseat the hard one 



Parked around the corner, laid pipe like a plummer 



Ran through her all summer, from tha morning to tha night 



And I even trick a little, kepting shorty tight 



For the 







Chorus (2x) 







Will Tracks: 







Just do it, don't stop now 



Make it hurt you, just a little bit 



Not too much, it's workin 



Getting money all right now (2x) 







Verse 3: Lord Tariq 







A lot of women want to be with me 



Cause I sport linen, and I hang around with Peter G 



And they see me grinnin, rim spinnin on the silver-3 



Step to me and ask (Lord Tariq are you feelin me) 



Come on (bitch), dealin me, I'm boss playa MVP 



Getting cash frequently, easy ass, 1-2-3 



Doin at the leather-seat 



You want to be (fucked), me I'm kinda horny luckily 



Back in the club we get it on, it's the thug in me 



Let's 







Chorus (2x)