Luyện nghe bài hát House Party Remix

[Featuring: Young

I tell em meet me in the
I her while the water runnin
Her friend knockin at the
And she out "I'M CUMMIN!"
I tell em meet me in the
I fuck her the water runnin
Her knockin at the door
And she

[DJ
House party, Ima play the DJ Lawrence
You know Im always man
Those guys . Kid and

Mill]
I em meet me in the bathroom
I her while the water runnin
Her friend knockin at the
And she out "I'M CUMMIN!"
And my youngin in my other room, fuckin up my
She tell em boy don't grab my hair because fuckin up my weave
I got a hundred Ciroc boy
All my jewelry as fuck but I'm a hot boy
All these stones in my chain me a rock boy
And I heard you niggas talking you should stop boy
I fuck bitches by the group I get by the pound
French Montana on all these ch-ch-ch-ch-chop em down
time Im in the club these niggas is not around
Everybody talking money I say it not a sound
White girls gone
We don't judge em though, they on trial
Bad got em on dial
Its bottoms up but is going

Welcome to my party party
to my house party party
Welcome to my party party
Welcome to my house party

all on my table bitches in the living room
They gon ask who at the door, get in too
Only me and my niggas, tell her a friend or two
Bottles poppin models watching all in my room

Welcome to my house party
Welcome to my party party
to my house party party
Welcome to my house party

Chris]
Meet us at the Ranch, you know where the honeys camp
Milly, Young Chris, you know why them honeys amped
Gotta be a born star, Doin shit that money cant
day care home, Why you think your honey aint
Who you think she stay with, This that Kid and shit
You're main got our night job, You can get a day shift
Ima hit her from the back, Meek get her face
He ain't wanna up in this motherfucker, hey bitch
Hey hey ho, yea we on that lay low
And they all simon says, she do I say so
Got the whole packed, you can get your spouse back
When we done partyin, where the mally at loud pack
Haters tell us shit
Don't knock me, tell bitch
House party poppin on that Martin shit yelling switch
Cold bottles, gold magnums, bottles
We spitting on each other and them hoes swallow

Ciroc all on my bitches in the living room
gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too
Only me and my niggas, her bring a friend or two
Bottles poppin watching all in my living room

ATL Lou Will
Tryna to em how my nigga Louis will feel
Thursday call it meek ville
You got a car ride in a Benz man its the real
We in the room, we ain't watching movies though
Lights camera action, we gon a movie ho
She looking all at my wrist, she love how this Muller
Pack house is hot as shit, she tell me I'm cooler though
Cooler than a fan, like its Easter
I don't even want your bitch, you can keep her
She say I hit that, only you believe her
Pull off in the Lambo I'm like hasta la

Ciroc all on my bitches in the living room
gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too
Only me and my niggas, tell her a friend or two
Bottles poppin models all in my living room