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Rob Stone

Party At My House

 

Party At My House

(album: Young Rob $Tone - 2018)


Ayy, ayy
Renegade, renegade, renegade...
Ayy, damn

I told my boy to bring the packs in, ayy
You know tonight we going way up (way up), ayy
I told your ho to bring a bad friend (bring a bad friend), ayy
Six in the morning, going way up (going way up), ayy
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches (yeah)
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches (ayy)
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches (yeah)
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches

Damn, I wish I had bitches, ayy (what the fuck?)
I always had bitches, hey (hey)
Ain't no going HAM 'cause that shit bad bidness (yeah)
I mix my lean up with my Henn' like I ain't had kidneys (yeah)
I gotta fuck and suck, and fucking up her makeup (her makeup)
She said, "I wish you'd love me back, if I could have one wish" (ayy)
I said "I cannot love you bitch, 'cause we'll take bad pictures" (bad pictures)
You know just how I'm coming, nigga, I get bags like rent (ayy)
Get back from me, nigga, you don't have no sense (what?)
These diamonds look like lightning on me, I'ma charge you for the show (yeah)
And I'ma sit back, crack a forty, and just stack my chips (ayy)
You know I'm only talking money, 'bouta call up all the homies, ayy (yeah)

I told my boy to bring the packs in, ayy
You know tonight we going way up (way up), ayy
I told your ho to bring a bad friend (bring a bad friend), ayy
Six in the morning, going way up (going way up), ayy
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches (yeah)
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches (ayy)
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches (yeah)
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches

It ain't a party with no weed, roll a blunt up (yeah)
I swear at every party I be geeking 'til the sun up, ayy (ayy)
I push the stuff, the Lamborghini, not the Honda (haha)
I pushed up on a model bitch, bikini made of Prada, ayy (ayy)
I'm wild (yeah), all my bitches got bodies (yeah)
All my woods got a lil' molly (woo), on my shit 'cause I'm popping, ayy (ayy)
If she still fuck and suck, and fucking up the covers (yeah)
If she litty for the night and you went home texting you love her, ayy

I told my boy to bring the packs in, ayy
You know tonight we going way up (way up), ayy
I told your ho to bring a bad friend (bring a bad friend), ayy
Six in the morning, going way up (going way up), ayy
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches (yeah)
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches (ayy)
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches (yeah)
Say it's a party at my house, bring the bad bitches

done

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