Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song House Party, artist - Meek Mill. Album song Milladelphia, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.08.2012
Record label: Huslte team
Song language: English
House Party |
I tell em meet me in the bathroom |
I fuck her while the water runnin |
Her friend knockin at the door |
And she screamin out I’m cummin |
I tell em meet me in the bathroom |
I fuck her while the water runnin |
Her friend knockin at the door |
And she screamin |
House party, I’m a play the DJ Martin Lawrence |
You know I’m always survivor man |
Those guys… Kid and Play |
I tell em meet me in the bathroom |
I fuck her while the water runnin |
Her friend knockin at the door |
And she screamin out I’m cummin |
And my youngin in my other room, fuckin up my sheets |
She tell em boy don’t grab my hair because you’re fuckin up my weave |
I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy |
All my jewelry cold as fuck but I’m a hot boy |
All these stones in my chain make me a rock boy |
And I heard you niggas talking money you should stop boy |
I fuck bitches by the group I get money by the pound |
… on all these niggas ch-ch-ch-ch-chop em down |
Every time I’m in the club these niggas is not around |
Everybody talking money I say prove it not a sound |
White girls gone wild |
We don’t judge em though, they ain’t on trial |
Bad bitches got em on dial |
It’s bottoms up but is going down |
Welcome to my house party party |
Welcome to my house party party |
Welcome to my house party party |
Welcome to my house party party |
Ciroc all on my table bitches in the living room |
They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too |
Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two |
Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room |
Welcome to my house party party |
Welcome to my house party party |
Welcome to my house party party |
Welcome to my house party party |
Meet us at the bunny ranch, you know where the honeys camp |
Meek Milly, Young Chris, you know why them honeys amped |
Gotta be a natural born star, Doin shit that money can’t |
Daddy day care home, Why you think your honey ain’t |
Who you think she stay with, This that Kid and Play shit |
You’re main chick got our night job, You can get a day shift |
I’m a hit her from the back, Meek get her face shit |
He ain’t wanna sway up in this motherfucker, hey bitch |
Hey bitch hey ho, yea we on that lay low |
And they all simon says, she do what I say so |
Got the whole house packed, you can get your spouse back |
When we done partyin, where the mally at that loud pack |
Haters can’t tell us shit |
Don’t knock me, tell your bitch |
House party poppin on that Martin shit we’re yelling switch |
Cold bottles, cold magnums, gold bottles |
We spitting on each other pussy and them hoes swallow |
Ciroc all on my table bitches in the living room |
They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too |
Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two |
Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room |
ATL new will ville |
Tryna to show em how my nigga louis will feel |
Thursday call it meek mill ville |
You got a car ride in a Benz man it’s the real deal |
We in the movie room, we ain’t watching movies though |
Lights camera action, we gon make a movie ho |
She lookin all at my wrist, she love the way this music blow |
Pack house is hot as shit, she tell me that I’m cooler though |
Cooler than a fan, fresh like it’s Easter |
Homie I don’t even want your bitch, you can keep her |
She say I ain’t hit that, only you believe her |
Pull off in the Lambo I’m like hasta la vista |
Ciroc all on my table bitches in the living room |
They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too |
Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two |
Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room |