Meek Mill - House party (feat. young chris) lyrics

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Meek Mill - House party (feat. young chris) lyrics

I tell em meet me in the bathroom I f** 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 f** her while the water runnin Her friend knockin at the door And she screamin [DJ Drama:] House party, I'm a play the DJ Martin Lawrence You know I'm always survivor man Those guys... Kid and Play [Meek Mill:] I tell em meet me in the bathroom I f** 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, f**in up my sheets She tell em boy don't grab my hair because you're f**in up my weave I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy All my j**elry cold as f** but I'm a hot boy All these stones in my chain make me a rock boy And I heard you n***as talking money you should stop boy I f** b**hes by the group I get money by the pound French Montana on all these n***as ch-ch-ch-ch-chop em down Every time I'm in the club these n***as 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**hes got 'em on dial It's bottoms up but it's 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**hes in the living room They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too Only me and my n***as, 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** 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** 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 sh** He ain't wanna sway up in this motherf**er, hey b**h Hey b**h 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** Don't knock me, tell your b**h House party poppin on that Martin sh** we're yelling switch Cold bottles, cold magnums, gold bottles We spitting on each other p**y and them hoes swallow [Hook x2: Meek Mill] Ciroc all on my table b**hes in the living room They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too Only me and my n***as, 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 n***a 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 sh**, she tell me that I'm cooler though Cooler than a fan, fresh like it's Easter Homie I don't even want your b**h, 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**hes in the living room They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too Only me and my n***as, tell her bring a friend or two Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room