[Anybody Killa] 
There’s a party goin on who’s comin with  
To kill the rest of that warm 40 and grab your shit  
I hope you got some money cause I ain’t got your back  
Especially how cheap you was on the chronic sack  
There’s a party at the liqour store don’t be claimin broke  
Actin like a cold 40 ain’t good on the throat  
Who you think that you foolin cause it sure ain’t me  
Shoulda borrowed five dollars from your old lady  
Is there anybody’s cup as empty as mine  
Pile into the Hoo-ride seats recline  
Stop at the weedspot order up another  
This is how we do it muthafucka  
CD burned full of old school tracks  
On the corner of the party store shootin some craps  
If this is something that you normally see  
Then you probably live close to me  
 
There was a party at the liquor store (C’mon!)  
There was a party at the liquor store (C’mon!)  
There was a party (Anybody!)  
Party (Everybody!)  
There was a party at the liquor store (C’mon!)  
 
[Blaze] 
I showed up, showed up, Khaki’s creased  
And a chicken head hangin on either side of me  
Sendin’ me to the store to cop some 40s  
And I take my time and make my way around the party  
See my boy JD and the weedspot  
On wheels 65 Impala drop top and make the shit hop  
Come on out, sparks the blunt with two bitches  
Then came through the skunk we got fucked up  
Seconds passed, the chicken heads came back  
Now it’s off to minglin and see who else up in the shack  
The music started bumpin there ain’t no sign of the pigs  
If there was I’d pull my shit and split they fuckin wigs  
I’m high as fuck and stumblin off six 40s 
By the time I see my homie ABK, up at the party  
Chillin with seven hoes and they sell toes  
Or they dream about sex in those birthday clothes  
 
There was a party at the liquor store (C’mon!)  
There was a party at the liquor store (C’mon!)  
There was a party (Anybody!)  
Party (Everybody!)  
There was a party at the liquor store (C’mon!) 
 
[Anbody Killa] 
When I got there shit was tight  
So I rolled up a blunt of that chocolate thai  
Everybody was chillin out front sayin “What’s up?”  
Walk in to grab a 40 as I spark my stuff  
Went straight to the back where the brew be at  
Grabbed a cold 4-0 and proceeded to crack  
Got a dollar fifty sub and a bag of Better Made chips  
Phone number from the hot bottle return bitch  
It was a good day perfect day to party  
Hot, bangin, bootylicious freaks actin horny  
Man this party store is kinda like the club  
Besides the bums comin in cause the beer’s cheap enough  
I was gettin my groove on big straight pimpin  
Aisle of the party store Bud Light sippin  
I heard a gunshot my drink dropped  
I coulda swore it was the fuckin cops  
 
[Chorus] 
There was a robbery at the liquor store (What happened?)  
There was a robbery at the liquor store (What happened?)  
There was a robbery (A robbery?)  
Someone got shot (He got shot?)  
There was a robbery at the liquor store (What happened?)