Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Party Next Door, artist - Chris Brown. Album song Before the Trap: Nights In Tarzana, in the genre СоулDate of issue: 06.02.2018
Record label: Turn Up
Song language: English
Party Next Door |
| Baby you be on that old shit |
| I don’t need that commotion |
| Got me heated in the oven |
| Don’t play with the chopper, it’s fully loaded |
| Yeah, driving me crazy, driving me crazy |
| No one but you, I feel so used, set up |
| You supposed to be here in this foreign |
| But you just disappeared like I’m not important |
| Eh, you’re what I need, I need you |
| Heart on my sleeve |
| , I need you |
| Oh, you know I need you |
| You fucked up cause you partying next door |
| You partying next door |
| You partying next door |
| You partying next door |
| Said you partying, yeah |
| She got 4 friends, I hope they go |
| Double up and bring 4 more |
| Hennessy and the Patron shots |
| Make the white girls wanna get low |
| HoodyBaby, my kin folk and OHB, I kill for |
| That other party that’s next door, we don’t fuck with niggas that save hoe |
| Spanish chicks, they can take dick, black girls love to talk shit |
| White girls love the foreplay, handstand, make them turn tricks |
| She took my proposition 'bout the pimping |
| She know how to flip it, ain’t come with interest |
| She telling a nosey nigga mind his business |
| Always hating cause they know we winning |
| Grown man shit, I don’t need permission |
| I don’t give a damn if they real sisters |
| Nigga, I only fuck with them freak hoes |
| Beast mode, eat the pussy |
| Eh, you’re what I need, I need you |
| Heart on my sleeve, I need you |
| Oh, you know I need you |
| You fucked up cause you partying next door |
| You partying next door |
| You partying next door |
| You partying next door |
| Said you partying, yeah |
| Downgrade, don’t feel the same |
| Got the nerve to say a nigga change, really? |
| Only motherfucker put you in a gang |
| How the hell you think they know your name? |
| You trifling, you silly |
| But I keep hoes on deck, what you know 'bout me? |
| I’m the nigga takin fades, yelling OHB |
| Overhand biscuit, you ain’t out my reach |
| Bitches wanna kiss dick every time I preach |
| Got the Staples Centre, floor seats |
| And it’s 500 blocks with my OGs |
| A nigga did a lid in the county |
| A 100 million dollars, my niggas gon' eat |
| I stayed fresh, I don’t need no stylist |
| I’m either mean or modest |
| I don’t need co-pilots |
| OHB, we popping, nigga who gon' stop us? |
| Eh, you’re what I need, I need you |
| Heart on my sleeve, I need you |
| Oh, you know I need you |
| You fucked up cause you partying next door |
| You partying next door |
| You partying next door |
| You partying next door |
| Said you partying, yeah |
| Eh, you’re what I need, I need you |
| Heart on my sleeve, I need you |
| Oh, you know I need you |
| You fucked up cause you partying next door |