[Intro: Meek Mill]
I tell 'em meet me in the bathroom
I fuck her while the water running
Her friend knocking at the door
And she screaming out "I'M CUMMIN!"
I tell em meet me in the bathroom
I fuck her while the water running
Her friend knocking at the door
And she screaming
[Break: DJ Drama]
House party, I'ma play the DJ Martin Lawrence
You know I’m always there forever, man
Those guys, Kid and Play
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I tell em meet me in the bathroom
I fuck her while the water running
Her friend knocking at the door
And she screaming out "I'M CUMMIN!"
And my yungin in my other room, fucking up my sheets
She tell em boy don't grab my hair because you’re fucking up my weave
I got a hundred bottles, Ciroc Boy
All my jewelry cold as fuck but I'm a hot boy
All these stones in my chain make me a rock boy
And I heard you niggas talking money you should stop boy
I fuck bitches by the group I get money by the pound
French Montana on all these niggas ch-ch-ch-ch-chop em down
Every time I’m in the club these niggas is not around
Everybody talking money I say prove it not a sound
White girls, gone wild
We don't judge 'em though, they ain't on trial
Bad bitches got em on dial
It's bottoms up but is going down
I tell 'em meet me in the bathroom
I fuck her while the water running
Her friend knocking at the door
And she screaming out "I'M CUMMIN!"
I tell em meet me in the bathroom
I fuck her while the water running
Her friend knocking at the door
And she screaming
[Break: DJ Drama]
House party, I'ma play the DJ Martin Lawrence
You know I’m always there forever, man
Those guys, Kid and Play
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I tell em meet me in the bathroom
I fuck her while the water running
Her friend knocking at the door
And she screaming out "I'M CUMMIN!"
And my yungin in my other room, fucking up my sheets
She tell em boy don't grab my hair because you’re fucking up my weave
I got a hundred bottles, Ciroc Boy
All my jewelry cold as fuck but I'm a hot boy
All these stones in my chain make me a rock boy
And I heard you niggas talking money you should stop boy
I fuck bitches by the group I get money by the pound
French Montana on all these niggas ch-ch-ch-ch-chop em down
Every time I’m in the club these niggas is not around
Everybody talking money I say prove it not a sound
White girls, gone wild
We don't judge 'em though, they ain't on trial
Bad bitches got em on dial
It's bottoms up but is going down
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