Lyrics Private Party - Nilla Allin

Fuck a club
Fuck a lil party
I'm tryna get naughty
Get to feeling all over yo body
Ain't gotta say much
Cus you already know
(yeah yeah)
So tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(Kick them niggas out)
Tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(Baby kick them niggas out)
Tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(Baby kick them niggas out)
Tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(They gotta go)
They gotta go
(They gotta bounce)
Cus this a private party

Boy im feeling you like lotion let me rub you down
I get this feeling in my tummy when you come around
And when I'm coming up
Is you gon' hold it down?
And when them bitches come around, you gon' shut it down?
Shut it down like the neighbors called the po-po
Had a long day
Let me get you out that polo
Fuck it
YOLO
You know I get loco
Crazy
Apollo, got us moving slow-mo
Damn boy you give me that same feeling that my money do
You ain't no open book
I gotta study you
Quizlet, cliff notes
Taking notes on you til my wrist broke
I'm watching how u sipping that Calypso
And I'm getting jealous
Cus I got something better you could put your lips on
Turn that game off
And have yo homies get gone
Like Martin, tell them niggas get to stepping
It's a private party and I only want you in my section

Fuck a club
Fuck a lil party
I'm tryna get naughty
Get to feeling all over yo body
Ain't gotta say much
Cus you already know
(yeah yeah)
So tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(Kick them niggas out)
Tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(Baby kick them niggas out)
Tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(Baby kick them niggas out)
Tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(They gotta go)
They gotta go
(They gotta bounce)
Cus this a private party

Now my homegirl calling and its noisy in the back
She like "bitch where you at?" I said "Let me call you back"
She like "girl, we lit as fuck and they just brought out the yac"
Look, I know it's girls night but I'ma have to cancel
I got this situation at the crib I'm bout handle
Ride him like a bike I don't even use no handles
Bae you so handsome
Chicken noodle soup, spooning with you like Campbell's
This a lot to handle
Turn the lights off and burn a couple candles
See who need the club when you have this
Abracadabra
Feels like magic
Beat it up
Ooh ooh
Murder scene, tragic
Gon' tell yo niggas that you staying in tonight
Tell them motherfuckers I'ma hold you hostage
I want you for breakfast
Bacon, eggs, tummy full of sausage
Then I'ma need that neck like an ostrich

Fuck a club
Fuck a lil party
I'm tryna get naughty
Get to feeling all over yo body
Ain't gotta say much
Cus you already know
(yeah yeah)
So tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(Kick them niggas out)
Tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(Baby kick them niggas out)
Tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(Baby kick them niggas out)
Tell ya homeboys that they gotta go
(They gotta go)
They gotta go
(They gotta bounce)
Cus this a private party