House Party (Remix)

[Intro: Fabolous]

Ay Meek Milly, is my n*ggas there? (Yea)

Is there some b*tches there? (Yea)

Is that Ciroc there? (Yea)

Well let's go



[Verse 1: Meek Mill]

I tell her meet me in the bathroom, hold up, better yet my bedroom

I call that my V.I.P., f*ck a bad b*tch get some head-room

If I score her 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 bringing by Ciroc

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 b*tch, we balling hard, no we don't play

We stacking chips like Frito Lay, flexing on these motherf*ckers

I walk in the building and I'm fresher than a motherf*cker

Shawty bad, yeah she a star

I tell her bring it back like a DVR

Ain't nobody leaving, cause we too far

I tell her my d*ck can't breathe and she gon' give me CPR



[Bridge]

Ciroc all on my table, b*tches in the living room

They gon' ask you at the door, "what you tryna get into"

Only me and my n*ggas, tell her bring a friend or two

Bottles poppin' models watching all in my living room

Welcome to my house party party



[Verse 2: Fabolous]

I say one big room full of real n*ggas

Bunch of bad b*tches, and some chill n*ggas

Crib out in Bel-Air, no uncle Phil n*ggas

So I take em' in the basement and yea I feel Tigga

I don't hear n*ggas corny raps, yeah I feel Jigga

You little n*ggas do whatever make you feel bigger

Every time I'm around y'all, something's a little fishy

I smell, I smell, I smell pussy!

What's your name, where you from? Almost done with interview

I'm into having intercourse, is that something that interests you?

Yes, no, maybe so, baby bro fix me up

Real house party sh*t now hold up your Dixie cup

With your other hand, do me a f*cking 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



[Hook]

Welcome to my house party party

Welcome to my house party party

Welcome to my house party party

Welcome to my house party party



[Verse 3: Wale]

Hol' up, this gon' be one vicious flow, show me what it's hittin' for

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 b*tch, she call me her youngin' jawn

Kick game in (?), I'm f*cking 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 b*tches always speak you up

Maybach! B*tch, we the winning team

How can I illustrate, you drawing if you ain't with me

Balling like I'm in that league, flossing out, yo b*tch gon' leave

Party at the L-I-V, y'all gon' be like this sh*t O.D.!

Mansion party, yea 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 M G money speakin', bet you tired of talkin'



[Bridge]

Ciroc all on my table, b*tches in the living room

They gon' ask you at the door, "what you tryna get into"

Only me and my n*ggas, tell her bring a friend or two

Bottles poppin' models watching all in my living room

Welcome to my house party party



[Verse 4: Mac Miller]

You only getting one shot, I hope your picture takes

B*tch I'm spitting on this remix like I'm Kid and play

You know I'm getting laid like I'm Vincent Chase

I'm thinking 'Ye should hit me up just say that sh*t is cray

Off the backboard playa, I enjoy to bank

Plus my people smoking 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

20 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

Walking '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, b*tch



[Hook]

Welcome to my house party party

Welcome to my house party party

Welcome to my house party party

Welcome to my house party party



[Bridge]

Ciroc all on my table, b*tches in the living room

They gon' ask you at the door, "what you tryna get into"

Only me and my n*ggas, tell her bring a friend or two

Bottles poppin' models watching all in my living room

Welcome to my house party party