My House lyrics
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Nigga fuck yo bitch nigga Shit, whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit They told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shit Nigga, Whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit But you don't know nothin' about that, shit Yellin', whose house is this? Huh Bitch, Do I even gotta ask now? Who the fuck are you? Do you even got you a pass? I don't know why you cuffin' yo girl, she ain't even got her no ass Middle fingers to all of the nonbelievers Not only did I beat the odds, I also got even Took a spot up on the throne, I see myself see myself Said it twice 'cause history repeats itself 'peats itself Man I can't even lie, I be high I be high Mother fuck drinkin' and drivin', I'd rather get high and fly I'm out of here, like outer wear We are not the same, you are not a player My house is somewhere off in the woods, girls in my bed like I'm papa bear They say hard work pays off, wrong it pays good as hell You the man huh? Sorry I couldn't tell Claimin' that they BIG, well I really can't lie From the top they all look the same size Shit, whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit They told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shit Nigga, Whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit But you don't know nothin' about that, shit I start my mornin' with the paper Bitch I'm rich free press, hundreds on all the pages And you can't slow me down, I'm sorry there's no delay Me and my committee run the city, you just tryin' to join the relay Leader of the new school, reportin' from the PA These niggas call me cause but I don't know why, cause we can't relate I got yo sister doin' thangs on camera I can't replay But she's a waste of time, fuck I could've had a V8 I turn thousands to milli's, it's time to renovate the ceiling I'm turning houses to buildings, hustle while you out here chilling What's the wordy I'm certainly getting rich in a hurry I swear I fuck 'til I'm tired, I'm getting high 'til it's blurry I'm from the dirty glove, where hammers turn crews into jurys They'll make you sit down, but as long as you with me ain't no worries Man I'm puttin' on for my crew, never for these hoes I'm puttin' on for my city, she puttin' on her clothes Shit, whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit They told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shit Nigga, Whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit But you don't know nothin' about that, shit
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