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letra de party at my house - rob $tone

[intro]
ayy, ayy
renegade, renegade, renegade
ayy, d-mn

[chorus]
i told my boy to bring the packs in, ayy
you know tonight we goin’ way up (way up), ayy
i told your ho to bring a bad friend (bring a bad friend), ayy
six in the mornin’, goin’ way up (goin’ way up), ayy
say it’s a party at my house, bring the bad b-tches (yeah)
say it’s a party at my house, bring the bad b-tches (ayy)
say it’s a party at my house, bring the bad b-tches (yeah)
say it’s a party at my house, bring the bad b-tches

[verse 1]
d-mn, i wish i had b-tches, ayy (what the f-ck?)
i always had b-tches, hey (hey)
ain’t no goin’ ham ’cause that sh-t bad bidness (yeah)
i mix my lean up with my henn’ like i ain’t had kidneys (yeah)
i gotta f-ck and suck, and f-ckin’ 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 b-tch, ’cause we’ll take bad pictures” (bad pictures)
you know just how i’m comin’, n-gga, i get bags like rent (ayy)
get back from me, n-gga, 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 talkin’ money, ’bouta call up all the homies, ayy (yeah)

[verse 2]
it ain’t a party with no weed, roll a blunt up (yeah)
i swear at every party i be geekin’ ’til the sun up, ayy (ayy)
i push the stuff, the lamborghini, not the honda (haha)
i pushed up on a model b-tch, bikini made of prada, ayy (ayy)
i’m wild (yeah), all my b-tches got bodies (yeah)
all my woods got a lil’ molly (woo), on my sh-t ’cause i’m poppin’, ayy (ayy)
if she still f-ck and suck, and f-ckin’ up the covers (yeah)
if she litty for the night and you went home textin’ you love her, ayy

- rob tone

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