(Where the house party)
(Where the house party)
(Where the house party)
(Where the motherfuckin' house party)
Fuck a club, where the motherfuckin' house party?
I'm stupid high, I feel like Bob Marley
Cut my phone off, tell them bitches "Stop calling"
Before I give your ass to Jeff Hardy
Come through, roll up and get some dick tonight
Too drunk so you know I can't drive
The boys in the hood ain't always gotta talk about it
You catch a body, try hard not to talk about it
Tell them bitches pull up to the crib
I'm drunk as fuck, I ain't tryna catch the whip
Rule number one, don't tell nobody where I live
This a penthouse suite, they ain't living like this
Bring a friend, fuck around and have a house party
It's a Monday night, look what I started
If I didn't hit you up, please don't call me
This ain't know no BnB, this ain't know apartment
It's that fly shit, top floor, glass house, sky view
I know I made you ladies late, but I ain't try too
Dice game, I got whatever on the pyro
More whip by the case, we got lean and a Sprite too
But look tonight is the night
You know we got a live it up
For all the homies doing life
Drink what I want to, smoke what I want to
Bitch, I don't know you
So no, you can't bum fool
Fuck a club, where the motherfuckin' house party?
I'm stupid high, I feel like Bob Marley
Cut my phone off, tell them bitches "Stop calling"
Before I give your ass to Jeff Hardy
Come through, roll up and get some dick tonight
Too drunk so you know I can't drive
The boys in the hood ain't always gotta talk about it
You catch a body, try hard not to talk about it
Come through if you're tryna live a life of the night
I'm a type that's gonna do it up right
I know you got a nigga at home
We just living in the moment, we ain't pulling out no phones
Misa La Cosa pulling out Patrón
The dye 42, they hit me with a rose
You ain't gotta feel like a hoe
You could do what you want, nobody gotta know
Misa La Cosa pulling out Patrón
We dye 42, they hit me with a rose
You ain't gotta feel like a hoe
You could do what you want, nobody gotta know
Fuck a club, where the motherfuckin' house party?
I'm stupid high, I feel like Bob Marley
Cut my phone off, tell them bitches, "Stop calling"
Before I give your ass to Jeff Hardy
Come through, roll up and get some dick tonight
Too drunk so you know I can't drive
The boys in the hood ain't always gotta talk about it
You catch a body, try hard not to talk about it