Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song House Party 5 , by - Ab-Soul. Song from the album Long Term 1 & 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.04.2015
Record label: AAA
Song language: English
House Party 5 |
| Guess who’s back up in the mix, with my big black shades, read my big black lips |
| The night is still young like a nine year old kid |
| Finna hit the Dale’s Liqour, and cop another fifth |
| Of Hennessy, for my personal pleasure |
| A took a sip, a little head dripped, so I wipe my lip |
| Luckily it didn’t spill on my tee, I’m well-known for that |
| But the bitches still holla |
| 'Till they go hoarse like Kentucky Derby |
| The power in the Porsche, all I need is to kick back |
| So I can just chill like a six-pack, of coors, of course |
| As soon as I walk up in the door I’m yelling out |
| Somebody spike my Sprite |
| So I can feel larger then life |
| I call this House Party 5 |
| What’s popping for the night |
| What’s popping for the night, What’s popping for the night |
| What’s popping for the night, What’s popping for the night |
| I call this House Party 5 |
| Yo my party don’t stopping up I hit 'em up |
| I said wuddup, I said wuddup, he said (not much you) |
| You know what I’m 'bout, what’s going down for the night |
| (Party at Ashback house), I said what |
| He said (yup), shit y’all be fucked up |
| Stepping out, like an accident, roof level |
| Outta elevator in a skyscraper in the clouds |
| I hung up, ran to the bathroom to clean my Air One’s up |
| I would rock the Timb boots but they all scuffed up |
| I looked in the mirror, seen my swag was up |
| Don’t play swag out, so I had to adjust |
| Fast forward, I seen so many cars pulling up |
| Hoes pulling down they skirts, niggas with |
| «We can’t lose» on they shirts, you would assume they take it to the dirt |
| Some of my niggas real killers, put you down to Earth |
| And they down to Earth, and we Chris Rock |
| The party like it don’t stopping up |
| And the party don’t stopping up |
| It don’t stopping up, don’t stopping up |
| Don’t stopping up, don’t stopping up |
| Yeah, and the party don’t stopping up |
| It don’t stopping up, it don’t stopping up |
| Now put your hands up in the air |
| If you tryna put it in the air |
| Got bitches shaking ass to the left of me |
| Got homies 2 stepping to the right of me |
| We got Hennessy, got Nuvo to spare |
| If you trying to go, we can take you there |
| Got bitches shaking ass to the left of me |
| Got the homies 2 stepping to the right of me |
| Yeah, another round on me |
| Look at this women move her booty around on me |
| It’s 2:15 in the morning but we up |
| Finna hit the Denny’s, tell 'em hook a scrambled up |
| Pissy drunk if you didn’t know my nigga, no my nigga |
| Higher then a spirits, of the un-living |
| In the mist of everybody fucking up the homies house |
| Think B.I.'s party and bullshit, a fight broke out |
| And the party don’t stopping up |
| It don’t stopping up, don’t stopping up |
| Don’t stopping up, don’t stopping up |
| Yeah, And the party don’t stopping up |
| It don’t stopping up, it don’t stopping up |