OverDoz. - House Party lyrics

Yeah house party
House party
We gon' turn this bitch up like Dr dre

It's feelin' like the summer time
And this is my song
Ain't nothin' wrong with a house party
A house party
It's feelin' like the summer time
And this is my song
Ain't nothin' wrong with a house party
A house party

Yuh! Sup my homies in the party
Nah we ain't sippin your Bacardi
Half a burner in the trunk if you starchy
Bitches playing games like Aatari
Boogieing with gangstas and strippers
Can't forget the models and hipsters
Rollin' up, me with my niggas
We just tryna meet some new bitches
Pull up to the club til' midnight
Real niggas don't
Pull up to the club til' midnight
Real niggas don't
Ain't nothin wrong with a house party
Ain't nothin wrong with a house party

It's feelin' like the summer time
And this is my song
Ain't nothin' wrong with a house party
A house party
It's feelin' like the summer time
And this is my song
Ain't nothin' wrong with a house party
A house party

Off work early, it's time to party
Thank god it's Friday I can go out to play
We ain't tryna start shit, nah hardly
I prolly pull up to the spot hella tardy
Puffin on strong you know we got the bombay
No matter what a hatin' nigga
Gon' have something to say
Niggas girlfriends trippin' off of molly
She single for the night
Acting hella naughty
Me her and her best friend
It's three the hard way
She let me hit it fast like a ferrari
And now she love me I'm like
Thats what they all say
But, I can't take you home girl, I'm sorry
Now I'm hella paranoid, hella paranoid
Hoes keep calling my phone
I think it's time I go home
But next weekend it's on

It's feelin' like the summer time
And this is my song
Ain't nothin' wrong with a house party
A house party
It's feelin' like the summer time
And this is my song
Ain't nothin' wrong with a house party
A house party

A nigga slumped landing on a lil hottie
And she just called me "boo, " thats my gotti
Man imma take her pretty ass shopping
But she can't get nothin' but a
Keychain and some poke nikes
Who left the food table all sloppy?
Man you gettin' blunt-guts all
In the hot wings man niggas ain't shit and
Bitches prolly worse
Once they turnt but we gon make
It work this shit's poppin'

I ain't even gotta to say it if you got me
Man I hate it when the phonies always spot me
Hit me with the "the musics trippin
Let me use your spot"
(And ahhh) There they go, there they go
Man it's always a tick
(Ahhh) There they go, there they go

Gunshots

It's feelin' like the summer time
And this is my song
Ain't nothin' wrong with a house party
A house party
It's feelin' like the summer time
And this is my song
Ain't nothin' wrong with a house party
A house party it feels like I'm back home
When I look in your eyes ain't nothing wrong
Meet me in your daddy room
You know what I wanna do