| Yo Navi, it’s my birthday
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| I should party for my birthday
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| Have a house party for birthday
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| Dog I’m serious… it’s really my birthday
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| But I ain’t trying to hit up the club tonight
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| And I shouldn’t have to pay to get buzzed tonight
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| Plenty liq at the crib so I fittin' to get
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| On the horn and have something sick where I live
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| Move all the furniture in the back room
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| Put a sign up that says don’t shit in my bathroom
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| Hide anything that looks expensive
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| Shower so the body odor isn’t offensive
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| Draped in Up & Up and a blazer by Concep
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| And other fresh shit that you haven’t got on yet
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| Gon' get my neighbors real heated with this one
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| House party of the year this that shit sun!
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| This is for my people that’s sick of the club
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| If you miss house party’s then give me some love and say…
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| Oh la oh la eh! |
| (Ladies)
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| (Oh la oh la eh!)
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| This is for my people that’s sick of the club
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| If you miss house party’s then give me some love and say…
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| Oh la oh la eh! |
| (Ladies)
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| (Oh la oh la eh!)
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| No sausage parties you know what we need bruh
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| So I call ladies 1st like Latifah
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| Speaking of which grab some old school hip-hop
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| & classic soul to guarantee your shits hot
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| Like MJ I wanna be starting something
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| Grab reggae to get the party jumping
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| Oh and I better not forget the slow jams
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| For when we get close and I don’t mean hold hands
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| Oh damn! |
| Too late to get a DJ
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| Normally I’d call DP with no delay
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| Or Kool Herc 'cause that’s my people
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| He started this shit so there’s no equal
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| Don’t wanna bother so I do it myself
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| 'Cause back in the day I use to do this myself
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| Use to hustle mixtapes 'fore the raps was fire
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| But never mind gotta cop the appetizers
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| This is for my people that’s sick of the club
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| If you miss house party’s then give me some love and say…
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| Oh la oh la eh! |
| (Ladies)
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| (Oh la oh la eh!)
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| Bring only fam here with you
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| All love here leave your pistol
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| Bring chips and liquor with you
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| Just don’t break my momma’s crystal
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| U act like you don’t party
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| Relax and move your body
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| Fam it’s a celebration
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| Feels like constant elevation
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| At a house party is where you can find me
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| Everything’s peace no fools that’s grimy
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| No pat downs from a dude named Tiny
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| Drinks are free and the food is fine B
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| (HEY!) Watch all the people jumping
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| Like the dance floor is a trampoline or something
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| Wifey grinding on me while the beat is pumping
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| Fronting like «I'm no freak or nothing»
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| We’ll see about that when these negros go home
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| Did I just hear something break love hold on
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| As much as I hate to be a party pooper
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| Break my shit are you stupid (Bounce!)
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| But that’s just the price you pay
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| For letting all these party people in your house today
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| While the neighbors complain 'cause it sounds like a riot
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| And that’s why their punk ass wasn’t invited
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| This is for my people that’s sick of the club
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| If you miss house party’s then give me some love and say…
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| Oh la oh la eh! |
| (Ladies)
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| (Oh la oh la eh!)
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| Bring only fam here with you
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| All love here leave your pistol
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| Bring chips and liquor with you
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| Just don’t break my momma’s crystal
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| U act like you don’t party
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| Relax and move your body
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| Fam it’s a celebration
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| Feels like constant elevation |