The Beat Bully - House Party (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Fabolous] Ay Meek Milly, is my n***as there? (Yea) Is there some b**hes there? (Yea) Is that Ciroc there? (Yea) Well let's go [Verse 1: Meek Mill] I tell her meet me in the bathroom, hold up, better yet my bedroom I call that my V.I.P., f** a bad b**h get some head-room If I score and her girlfriend, I'm calling that And-1 If I murder that from the back, I'm calling it redrum All these bad hoes in my sight I see bad hoes on my left, I see bad hoes on my right And they like shots! Shots! Shots! Shots! Loso bringing by Ciroc Mac gonna bring some OG and we gonna party, La-Di-Da Wale said he on his way with Black Cobain and BOA MMG we in this b**h, we balling hard, no we don't play We stacking chips like Frito Lay, flexing on these mother f**ers I walk in the building and I'm fresher than a motherf**er Shawty Bad, Yeah she a star I tell her bring it back like a DVR Ain't nobody leaving, cause we too far I tell her my dick can't breathe and she gon' give me CPR [Bridge] Ciroc all on my table, b**hes in the living room They gon ask you at the door, "what you tryna get into" Only me and my n***as, tell her bring a friend or two Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room Welcome to my house party party [Verse 2: Fabolous] I say one big room full of real n***as Bunch of bad b**hes, and some chill liquor Crib out in Bel-Air, No uncle Phil n***as So I take em' in the basement and yea I feel Tigga I don't hear n***as corny raps, yeah I feel Jigga You little n***as do whatever make you feel bigger Every time I'm around yall, something's a little fishy I smell, I smell, I smell p**y! What's your name, where you from? Almost done with interview I'm into having intercourse, is that something that interests you? Yes, no, maybe so, baby bro fix me up Real house party sh** now hold up your Dixie cup With your other hand, do me a f**ing favor Put your middle finger up and say "f** the neighbors!" And f** the haters they never invited They can't get on my level, my level is private Who fly more than me?, my level is pilot My pockets stay fat, I'm never on diet Don't be stuntin out of town when you get on I do you like Kid and whoop your a** when you get home [Hook] Welcome to my house party party Welcome to my house party party Welcome to my house party party Welcome to my house party party [Verse 3: Wale] Hol' up, this gon' be one vicious flow, show me what it's hittin' for Promise if I k** her p**y, I'll send you home in a Ghost And we on, joe, Burberry my winter coat Germantown my older b**h, she call me her youngin jawn Kick game in, on Cali bound, I'm f**ing with plenty but Got a new Lorraine, she got her a Cindy ? MMG and we out, couple blunts deep as f** Haters love to talk you down when b**hes always speak you up Maybach! b**h, we the winning team How can I illustrate, you drawling if you ain't with me Balling like I'm in that league, flossing out, you b**h gon' leave Party at the L-I-V, y'all gon' be like this sh** O.D.! Mansion party, yea they on the couches Most of ‘em got no conscience, I promise I keep a condom E'ry Friday new polish, shawty fly but she modest Double M G money speakin', bet you tired of talkin' [Bridge] [Verse 4: Mac Miller] You only getting one shot, I hope your picture takes b**h I'm spitting on this remix like I'm Kid and Play You know I'm getting laid like I'm Vincent Chase I'm thinking 'Ye should hit me up just say that sh** is cray Off the backboard playa, I enjoy to bank Plus my people smoking on that pack, noise complaint I murder beats and get away, it's First 48 But this the house of love homie, word to Courtney's place 20 racks a night, that's on merchandise I'm rollin' up this k**er, sippin' purple Sprite Party hard then head to Europe on a early flight Walking 'cross the London Bridge, that's that Fergie life White boy, gone wild, every time I do a show it's like the Pope in town And I call my girl Titanic, cause she go down Hope she don't drown, b**h [Hook] + [Bridge]