Yo Navi, it’s my birthday I should party for my birthday Have a house party for birthday Dog I’m serious… it’s really my birthday But I ain’t trying to hit up the club tonight And I shouldn’t have to pay to get buzzed tonight Plenty liq at the crib so I fittin’ to get On the horn and have something sick where I live Move all the furniture in the back room Put a sign up that says don’t shit in my bathroom Hide anything that looks expensive Shower so the body odor isn’t offensive Draped in Up & Up and a blazer by Concep And other fresh shit that you haven’t got on yet Gon’ get my neighbors real heated with this one House party of the year this that shit sun!
This is for my people that’s sick of the club If you miss house party’s then give me some love and say… Oh la oh la eh! (Ladies) (Oh la oh la eh!)
This is for my people that’s sick of the club If you miss house party’s then give me some love and say… Oh la oh la eh! (Ladies) (Oh la oh la eh!)
No sausage parties you know what we need bruh So I call ladies 1st like Latifah Speaking of which grab some old school hip-hop & classic soul to guarantee your shits hot Like MJ I wanna be starting something Grab reggae to get the party jumping Oh and I better not forget the slow jams For when we get close and I don’t mean hold hands Oh damn! Too late to get a DJ Normally I’d call DP with no delay Or Kool Herc ‘cause that’s my people He started this shit so there’s no equal Don’t wanna bother so I do it myself ‘Cause back in the day I use to do this myself Use to hustle mixtapes ‘fore the raps was fire But never mind gotta cop the appetizers
This is for my people that’s sick of the club If you miss house party’s then give me some love and say… Oh la oh la eh! (Ladies) (Oh la oh la eh!)
Bring only fam here with you All love here leave your pistol Bring chips and liquor with you Just don’t break my momma’s crystal U act like you don’t party Relax and move your body Fam it’s a celebration Feels like constant elevation
At a house party is where you can find me Everything’s peace no fools that’s grimy No pat downs from a dude named Tiny Drinks are free and the food is fine B (HEY!) Watch all the people jumping Like the dance floor is a trampoline or something Wifey grinding on me while the beat is pumping Fronting like “I’m no freak or nothing” We’ll see about that when these negros go home Did I just hear something break love hold on As much as I hate to be a party pooper Break my shit are you stupid (Bounce!) But that’s just the price you pay For letting all these party people in your house today While the neighbors complain ‘cause it sounds like a riot And that’s why their punk ass wasn’t invited
This is for my people that’s sick of the club If you miss house party’s then give me some love and say… Oh la oh la eh! (Ladies) (Oh la oh la eh!)
Bring only fam here with you All love here leave your pistol Bring chips and liquor with you Just don’t break my momma’s crystal U act like you don’t party Relax and move your body Fam it’s a celebration Feels like constant elevation