Every night, my mama say"Jesus, Jesus, why?
Why my son gotta live that way,
messin' up his life?"
Every night, her daddy say,
"Princess, Princess, why?
Why you hang with boy like that?
Didn't I raise you right?"

Tell me what you came for
Tell me what you wanna score,
Baby, we can kick it low.
Meet me in the bathroom,
I'm not gonna ask you.
I just wanna let you know

It's a motherfuckin' house party.
So won't you come and dance on me?
You know I've got an ounce on me.
Yo, it's a motherfuckin house party.
And I just wanna drink and burn.

Every day, I hear them say,
"Gimme, gimme more.
All that you've got, we want, to even out the score."
Princess has her way with words
Daddy wants sweet time
She's been gone for 48
and needs just one more night.

Tell me what you came for
Tell me what you wanna score,
Baby, we can kick it low.
Meet me in the bathroom,
I'm not gonna ask you.
I just wanna let you know

It's a motherfuckin' house party.
So won't you come and dance on me?
You know I've got an ounce on me.
Yo, it's a motherfuckin house party.
And I just wanna drink and burn.

Put one in the air if you've got one
Damn it feels good to be free
Even if it's just for the weekend
Ain't nobody gonna stop me.

Tell me what you came for
Tell me what you wanna score,
Baby, we can kick it low.
Meet me in the bathroom,
I'm not gonna ask you.
I just wanna let you know

It's a motherfuckin' house party.
So won't you come and dance on me?
You know I've got an ounce on me.
Yo, it's a motherfuckin house party.
And I just wanna drink and burn.
House party.

And I just wanna drink and burn.

House party.

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Writer(s): Chris Alexander Aparri, Eric John Wilson, Josh Freese, Roman Ramirez