House Party [Remix]

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John David Jackson (born November 18, 1977), better known by his stage name Fabolous, is an American rapper. His first music appearance was with his 2001 release Ghetto Fabolous. He is also known for his hit singles "Can't Deny It", "Young'n (Holla Back)", "Breathe", "Make Me Better", "My Time" and "Throw It in the Bag". Fabolous is also signed to Diddy's Ciroc Management company. more »

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Ayy Meek Milly, is my niggas there? (yeah)
Is there some bitches there? (yeah)
Is that Cîroc there? (yeah)
Well let's go

I tell her meet me in the bathroom, hold up, better yet my bedroom
I call that my VIP, f*ck a bad bitch get some head room
If I score and her girlfriend, I'm calling that And-1
If I murder that from the back, I'm calling it redrum
All these bad hoes in my sight
I see bad hoes on my left, I see bad hoes on my right
And they like shots, shots, shots, shots
Loso bringin' by Cîroc
MAC gonna bring some OG and we gonna party, la-di-da
Wale said he on his way with Black Cobain and BOA
MMG we in this bitch, we balling hard, no we don't play
We stackin' chips like Frito Lay, flexin' on these mothafuckas
I walk in the buildin' and I'm fresher than a motherfucka
Shawty bad, yeah, she a star
I tell her bring it back like a DVR
Ain't nobody leavin', cause we too far
I tell her my dick can't breathe and she gon' give me CPR

Cîroc all on my table, bitches in the livin' room
They gon' ask you at the door, "What you tryna get into?"
Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two
Bottles poppin' models watching all in my livin' room
Welcome to my house party party

I say one big room full of real niggas
Bunch of bad bitches, and some chill niggas
Crib out in Bel-Air, no uncle Phil niggas
So I take 'em in the basement and yeah I feel Tigga
I don't hear niggas corny raps, yeah I feel Jigga
You little niggas do whatever make you feel bigger
Every time I'm around ya'll, somethings a little fishy
I smell, I smell, I smell pussy
What's your name, where you from? Almost done with interview
I'm into havin' intercourse, is that somethin' that interests you?
Yes, no, maybe so, baby bro fix me up
Real house party shit now hold up your Dixie cup
With your other hand, do me a fucking favor
Put your middle finger up and say "F*ck the neighbors"
And f*ck the haters, they never invited
They can't get on my level, my level is private
Who fly more than me?
My level is pilot
My pockets stay fat, I'm never on diet
Don't be stuntin' out of town when you get on
I do you like Kid and whoop your ass when you get home

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

Hol' up, this gon' be one vicious flow
Show me what it's hittin' fo'
Promise if I kill her pussy, I'll send you home in a Ghost
And we on, Joe, Burberry my winter coat
Germantown my older bitch, she call me her youngin' charm
Kick game in (?), I'm fuckin' with plenty but
Got a new (?), she got her a (?)
MMG and we out, couple blunts deep as f*ck
Haters love to talk you down when bitches always pick you up
Maybach
Bitch, we the winnin' team
How can I illustrate, you drawin' if you ain't with me?
Ballin' like I'm in that league
Flossin' out, you bitch gon' leave
Party at the L-I-V, y'all gon' be like this shit OD
Mansion party, yeah they on the couches
Most of 'em got no conscience, I promise I keep a condom
E'ry Friday new polish, shawty fly but she modest
Double MG money speakin', bet you tired of talkin'

You only gettin' one shot, I hope your picture takes
Bitch I'm spittin' on this remix like I'm Kid and play
You know I'm gettin' laid like I'm Vincent Chase
I'm thinkin' Ye should hit me just say that shit is cray
Off the backboard playa, I enjoy to bank
Plus my people smokin' on that pack, noise complaint
I murder beats and get away, it's First 48
But this the house of love homie, word to Courtney's place
Twenty racks a night, that's on merchandise
I'm rollin' up this killer, sippin' purple Sprite
Party hard then head to Europe on a early flight
Walkin' 'cross the London Bridge, that's that Fergie life
White boy, gone wild
Every time I do a show it's like the Pope in town
And I call my girl Titanic, cause she go down
Hope she don't drown, bitch

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

Cîroc all on my table, bitches in the livin' room
They gon' ask you at the door, "What you tryna get into?"
Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two
Bottles poppin' models watching all in my livin' room
Welcome to my house party, party

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