Lyrics:
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy
Living in a box under the stairs
In the corner of the basement of the house
Half a block down
serve us
That don't mean that
This no date
But it's late and I ain't ate
So imma sit down at this table
With this woman
That look like Adele
This Weeknd
more
Blinded by the lights the girls thought I was The Weeknd
No sir
No need for cannons, this shindig don't wild out
Carry your booze well and you will
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
(Here we go)
(Here we go)
Homer Simpson, Marge Simpson
Coming by your house
Watch your TV, where's your cable?
Put it there, Netflix on your
thots you met at Playhouse
(I didn't say that)
I just rode by nigga, you wasn't at Dre house
Parked my shit at Ye house and hopped in the uber
Jayceon
the phone
Flippin these pills put food in my bowl
Pink & the orange, u31 flow
No simpleton bitches, no 304
Coke on the table, better bring more
Get me the gin
I'm sittin' at the table countin' my money
Ain't where I wanna be but I got a few hundreds
A lot of talk on the streets like a nigga crossin' me
The good die young
The good die young
Girls just 'wanna have fun
Look what you done
Someone always gets hurt
When I'm putting you first
It's
girl 8 balls without a pool table
And y'all can't floss without a shoe label
And yeah we move cane to make the moves able
Hold up, flash back, it was
yah
Law tryna book us, the music too loud they ain’t shutting us down
House full of balloons, welcome to the party
I been on a high girl and you got me
all the proceedings
Are brought to you by the church house where we'll be eatin'
Chestnuts roastin' on an open fire
Singin' my jingle, where is Kris
skies
Your table's turned girl
Lying by this lake just feeling high
Gonna take myself and get a ride
Gonna take myself and get a ride
Gonna take myself
be over my house
(That's a lie) yo, that girl at my house, man Lee, man
She cleans up behind me, man
(You're a liar) Yo, she cleans up behind me, does
nigga
Rich on the inside , yeah that's a big bigger
I would've sit with you, but this the cool table
Oh yeah your girl 8 balls without a pool table
a Quitter and you bitter cause I came along
And the days of House of Pain are gone
And if you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'mma kill you,
Times like twenty hands, now we having a good night
By like, five AM we blew it, now we high right
Never waste a second in the limelight
My girl want me
fried
Baby girl is tweakin
Look deep in her eyes man
She partied with the demons
Her soul is on fire
She came to Hollywood to be a star
She didn't know
Your girls in the air, I hulked her like hogan
Smashed your only Juul you wished you had dreamed this
Not the first time shes tasted my
This is what
timing
Girl I just wanna fly with you
To the place where the
Weeknd flows, palace with jacuzzi
Teen vibes gone, Impala
in the house, you tame
Although we
Shy boys and girls are coming out tonight
fine boys and girls want to sit by the table all night
shy boys and girls want to leave the small town
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by
in a trance
Who the hell was this? New chick I never met
Was friends with girls, but I hadn't really been attracted to nobody yet
But 8th grade was
tellin your girls how I'm fuckin you
What I got in my house, the things I don't do for you
Better be careful cause your girls wanna come too
Yay kiss
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