Partyin' Next Door
Young Blacc, Chris Brown
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Girl, you be on that old shit I don't need that commotion Got me heated in the oven Don't play with the chopper, it's fully loaded Yeah, driving me crazy, driving me crazy No one but you, I feel so used, set up You supposed to be here in this foreign But you just disappeared like I'm not important Eh, you're what I need, I need you Heart on my sleeve, I need you Oh, you know I need you You fucked up 'cause you partying next door You partying next door You partying next door You partying next door Said you partying, yeah She got 4 friends, I hope they go Double up and bring 4 more Hennessy and them Patron shots Make the white girls wanna get low HoodyBaby, my kin folk and OHB, I kill for That other party that's next door, we don't f*ck with niggas that save hoes Spanish chicks, they can take dick, black girls love to talk shit White girls love the foreplay, handstand, make them turn tricks She took my proposition 'bout the pimping She know how to flip it, ain't come with interest She telling a nosey nigga mind his business Always hating 'cause they know we winning Grown man shit, I don't need permission I don't give a damn if they real sisters Nigga, I only f*ck with them freak hoes Beast mode, eat the pussy Eh, you're what I need, I need you Heart on my sleeve, I need you Oh, you know I need you You fucked up 'cause you partying next door You partying next door You partying next door You partying next door Said you partying, yeah Downgradin' it, don't feel the same Got the nerve to say a nigga change, really? Only motherfucker put you in a gang How the hell you think they know your name? You trifling, you silly But I keep hoes on deck, what you know 'bout me? I'm the nigga takin fades, yelling OHB Overhand biscuit, you ain't out my reach Bitches wanna kiss dick every time I preach Got the Staples Centre, floor seats And it's 500 block with my OGs A nigga did a lid in the county A 100 million dollars, my niggas gon' eat I stayed fresh, I don't need no stylist I'm either mean or modest I don't need co-pilots OHB, we popping, nigga who gon' stop us? Eh, you're what I need, I need you (I need you) Heart on my sleeve, I need you Oh, you know I need you You fucked up cause you partying next door You partying next door You partying next door You partying next door Said you partying, yeah Eh, you're what I need, I need you (I need you) Heart on my sleeve, I need you Oh, you know I need you You fucked up cause you partying next door
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Written by: CHRISTOPHER BROWN, CHRISTOPHER DOTSON, FLOYD BENTLEY
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