House Party (DJ Drama version) lyrics

by

DJ Drama


[Featuring: Young Chris]
I tell em meet me in the bathroom
I f*ck her while the water runnin
Her friend knockin at the door
And she screamin out "I'M c*mMIN!"
I tell em meet me in the bathroom
I f*ck her while the water runnin
Her friend knockin at the door
And she screamin
[DJ Drama]
House party, Ima play the DJ Martin Lawrence
You know Im always survivor man
Those guys . Kid and Play
[Meek Mill]
I tell em meet me in the bathroom
I f*ck her while the water runnin
Her friend knockin at the door
And she screamin out "I'M c*mMIN!"
And my youngin in my other room, f*ckin up my sheets
She tell em boy don't grab my hair because youre f*ckin up my weave
I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy
All my jewelry cold as f*ck but I'm a hot boy
All these stones in my chain make me a rock boy
And I heard you n*ggas talking money you should stop boy
I f*ck b*tches by the group I get money by the pound
French Montana on all these n*ggas ch-ch-ch-ch-chop em down
Every time Im in the club these n*ggas 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 b*tches got em on dial
Its bottoms up but is going down
Chorus:
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 b*tches in the living room
They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too
Only me and my n*ggas, tell her bring a friend or two
Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room

Chorus:
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
[Young Chris]
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 sh*t 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 sh*t
You're main chick got our night job, You can get a day shift
Ima hit her from the back, Meek get her face sh*t
He ain't wanna sway up in this motherf*cker, hey b*tch
Hey b*tch 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 sh*t
Don't knock me, tell your b*tch
House party poppin on that Martin sh*t were yelling switch
Cold bottles, gold magnums, gold bottles
We spitting on each other pus*y and them hoes swallow
[Hook:]
Ciroc all on my table b*tches in the living room
They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too
Only me and my n*ggas, tell her bring a friend or two
Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room

[Hook:]
ATL Lou Will ville
Tryna to show em how my n*gga Louis will feel
Thursday call it meek mill ville
You got a car ride in a Benz man its the real deal
We in the movie room, we ain't watching movies though
Lights camera action, we gon make a movie ho
She looking all at my wrist, she love how this Muller glow
Pack house is hot as sh*t, she tell me that I'm cooler though
Cooler than a fan, fresh like its Easter
Homie I don't even want your b*tch, 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

[Hook:]
Ciroc all on my table b*tches in the living room
They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too
Only me and my n*ggas, tell her bring a friend or two
Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room
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