Luyện nghe bài hát House Party Remix

[Featuring: Chris]

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

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

Mill]
I tell em me in the bathroom
I her while the water runnin
Her friend at the door
And she out "I'M CUMMIN!"
And my youngin in my room, fuckin up my sheets
She em boy don't grab my hair because youre fuckin up my weave
I got a hundred Ciroc boy
All my cold 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 by the group I get money by the pound
French Montana on all these ch-ch-ch-ch-chop em down
Every time Im in the these niggas is not around
Everybody talking money I say it not a sound
White girls wild
We don't judge em though, they on trial
Bad got em on dial
Its up but is going down

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

Ciroc all on my 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 all in my living room

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

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

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

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

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