"HOUSE ARREST" lyrics
Keep filling up my cup until I'm throwin' up
They say I had enough (Ha, ha-ha-ha)
Ah, fuck it
Bring all the freaks and deadbeats, all of your friends that got two left feet
Anyone born with a head too heavy, my name's Ryan, it's good to met me
What do you mean that I've had too many? Just let loose, baby, let's get messy
Don't be weird homie, that's my pet peeve, I'd die for this shit, I'm Elvis Presley
Who pulled up in a pickup truck? 25 girls and they talk too much
Somebody here better fill their cup, I gotta make this bitch shut up (Shh)
Come around back, don't wake my mom up, that's my roommate, thanks Obama
Turn my basement into a mosh pit
Where's my mind? Shit, I think I lost it!
The homies coming through, bring vodka with the juice
We 'bout to raise the roof, only one thing left to do
Keep filling up my cup until I'm throwin' up
They said I had enough, nah, fuck it
Oh, jeez, shot 15, somebody better get my keys
Pick up speed to evade police, and I hid my car on the top of the trees
Now, I'm on house arrest, live with my mom and that shit's the best
No bills, no work, no kids, no stress, and it's Friday night, so, I call my friends
Now, the whole neighborhood involved, text your friends and it's goin' off
Started a fire in my front yard, I can't stop when go this hard
Go on Craigslist, tell the whole town, here's the address, about to go down
Turn the city to a ghost town, everyone's here, it's time to throw down!
The homies coming through, bring vodka with the juice
We 'bout to raise the roof, only one thing left to do
Keep filling up my cup until I'm throwin' up
They said I had enough, nah, fuck it
The homies coming through, bring vodka with the juice
We 'bout to raise the roof, only one thing left to do
Keep filling up my cup until I'm throwin' up
They said I had enough, nah, fuck it (Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha)
They say I had enough (Ha, ha-ha-ha)
Ah, fuck it
Bring all the freaks and deadbeats, all of your friends that got two left feet
Anyone born with a head too heavy, my name's Ryan, it's good to met me
What do you mean that I've had too many? Just let loose, baby, let's get messy
Don't be weird homie, that's my pet peeve, I'd die for this shit, I'm Elvis Presley
Who pulled up in a pickup truck? 25 girls and they talk too much
Somebody here better fill their cup, I gotta make this bitch shut up (Shh)
Come around back, don't wake my mom up, that's my roommate, thanks Obama
Turn my basement into a mosh pit
Where's my mind? Shit, I think I lost it!
The homies coming through, bring vodka with the juice
We 'bout to raise the roof, only one thing left to do
Keep filling up my cup until I'm throwin' up
They said I had enough, nah, fuck it
Oh, jeez, shot 15, somebody better get my keys
Pick up speed to evade police, and I hid my car on the top of the trees
Now, I'm on house arrest, live with my mom and that shit's the best
No bills, no work, no kids, no stress, and it's Friday night, so, I call my friends
Now, the whole neighborhood involved, text your friends and it's goin' off
Started a fire in my front yard, I can't stop when go this hard
Go on Craigslist, tell the whole town, here's the address, about to go down
Turn the city to a ghost town, everyone's here, it's time to throw down!
The homies coming through, bring vodka with the juice
We 'bout to raise the roof, only one thing left to do
Keep filling up my cup until I'm throwin' up
They said I had enough, nah, fuck it
The homies coming through, bring vodka with the juice
We 'bout to raise the roof, only one thing left to do
Keep filling up my cup until I'm throwin' up
They said I had enough, nah, fuck it (Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha)
