Lyrics:
house
We got dope all up in the weed vender
Come too our block, we gone
Make your dumb ass bleed, nigga
Flexin' on niggas like a sucka
He I itchin' our
roof, just to watch over ya house
Nigga, we Tymin', the cost of my watch over ya house
I'm a boss man, I watch over the South
Jazze Pha, let's hop in
McDonald's when I move in packs
Quarter-Pound Supersized bullets and Big Mac's
House longer than I-70, arise ten stories
And I still "Rob" niggas just like
of here.
Yo Dre give me a funky ass bass line.
(Intro Chorus)
What fuck is up? In the place to be.
Coming on the mic is Eazy Motherfucking-E.
Dre is
[Intro]
*beat boxing*
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Huh
[Verse 1: Dan]
Boomerang I'm swangin'
Gettin' things on top of things and shit
Got range for days I
Bussin sales to buy my own designer outfits
Lightening 4s on my feet cuz I hustled for it
Fast cars, fast living, inna aston martin
Trap house, cash cow,
the worth of a tree
will there be a bright day
Songtext without captivity
still some want to be the leader in the house of the rising sun but
Lyrics don't
why I made manuevers
Out by Vancouver
Made a spark in ya brain
That's the transducer
My words cut deep
Homie need a suture
Swear I bear the light like
You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist
Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moist
Bang bang, bang bang, House Gang, chainsaw
POLTERGEIST
Words by Roshaun Bay-C' Clarke
Music by Martin Dead Rabbit' Gockeritz
Intro
Ahhh weleway weleway weleway (x2)
Chorus
Jah watch over us
like half a year to be an overnight sensation
Don't mistake this for the intro, call me incognito, when in public give no info
Would you get the moarse
the things he's capable of doing
(Chorus)
There's a dark spirit living in your house with you
So here's a quick list of things you gon need to do
GET
Muthafuck writin'
I will fuck your girlfriend
If she got the right skin
That's a golden tone i'm from Acres home
Fuck with Swisha House
Got diamonds in my
And a little house, with a dog in the backyard goin', "Woof-woof"
Who knows what I must face when I leave this recordin' booth
Poof, back in the real world
next summer
Cobwebs all up in my cupboard but my closet's pretty cluttered
Maybe I can be discovered by a girl that needs a plumber
Then I'll throw her
Self made
Gotta handle your own
I'mma handle mine
They tried and tell me I don't fit up in this motha fucka
'Cause Rozay been talkin' white he
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
pray tell, good sir
I give way…
V 12
Knox
With this in mind,
And your permission, sir
I’ve something to say…
V13
Roosevelt
By all means, Knox
gangs
I'm in my lane but y'all all seem the same, like some hitters without any brains
Then I wanna house by the pool, I don't give a fuck bout no rules
Martin luther got
Dream blow got
Dreams huh
When I wake up in
The morning
Say my prayer to the
Lord huh
When check clear
We screaming
Glory hosanna
[Intro: Styles P]
BET get your recorders
You rocking with the ghost Papoose
And Lupe the skate boarder (this is crazy)
Welcome to the cipher
formal deeds
Abigail often read in the White House library
Jane didn't want Franklin to seek the presidency
Mary Lincoln spent too much on her redecorating
[Intro: Bizzy]
Yeah, one love, one love
Playalitical, is in the mother-kirrt house house house house
Bizzy Kid the Midwest Cowboy, is in
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