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House Party Lyrics - Dreamchasers - Meek Mill

I tell 'em meet me in the bathroom 

I fuck 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 fuck her while the water runnin' 

Her friend knockin' at the door 

And she screamin' 

 

House party, I'mma play 

The DJ Martin Lawrence 

You know I'm always survivor man 

Those guys, Kid and Play 

 

I tell 'em meet me in the bathroom 

I fuck her while the water runnin' 

Her friend knockin' at the door 

And she screamin' out I'm cummin' 

 

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And my youngin' in my other room 

Fuckin' up my sheets 

She tell 'em boy, don't grab my hair 

Because you're fuckin' up my weave 

 

I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy 

All my jewelry cold as fuck but I'm a hot boy 

All these stones in my chain make me a rock boy 

And I heard you niggas talking money, you should stop, boy 

 

I fuck bitches by the group, I get money by the pound 

French Montana on all these niggas ch-ch-chop 'em down 

Every time I'm in the club these niggas 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 bitches got 'em on dial 

It's bottoms up but it's going down 

 

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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, bitches in the living room 

They gon' ask who at the door, tryna get in too 

Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two 

Bottles poppin' models, watching all in my living room 

 

Welcome to my house party, party 

Welcome to my house party, party 

Welcome to my house party, party 

Welcome to my house party, party 

 

Meet us at the bunny ranch 

You know where the honey's camp 

Meek Milly, Young Chris 

You know why them honeys amped 

 

Gotta be a natural born star 

Doin' shit 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 shit 

Your main chick got our night job 

You can get a day shift 

 

I'm a hit her from the back 

Meek get her face shit 

He ain't wanna sway up 

In this motherfucker, hey bitch 

 

Hey bitch, hey ho, yeah, 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 molly at that loud pack 

 

Haters can't tell us shit, don't knock me, tell your bitch 

House party, poppin' on that Martin shit, we're yelling switch 

Cold bottles, cold magnums, gold bottles 

We spitting on each other pussy and them hoes swallow 

 

Ciroc all on my table, bitches in the living room 

They gon' ask who at the door, tryna get in too 

Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two 

Bottles poppin' models watching all in my living room 

 

Ciroc all on my table, bitches in the living room 

They gon' ask who at the door, tryna get in too 

Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two 

Bottles poppin' models watching all in my living room 

 

Welcome to my house party, party 

Welcome to my house party, party 

Welcome to my house party, party 

Welcome to my house party, party 

 

ATL new will ville 

Tryna to show em how my nigga 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 shit, she tell me that I'm cooler though 

 

Cooler than a fan, fresh like it's Easter 

Homie, I don't even want your bitch, 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 

 

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, bitches in the living room 

They gon' ask who at the door, tryna get in too 

Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two 

Bottles poppin' models watching all in my living room 

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