Lyrics:
but I feel hopeless damn
Can't cope with bein' broke, I'm a man, c'mon
Son, don't let these streets, get the best of you
I will be right by your side,
I'ma hold my own, yeah
Bitches laying on the floor like it's a crack house
Welcome to the frat house
LBC, we them beach boys
We don't need your
walking out on him.
In the Big House, Isabelle is a-telling all to the chaplain, who's become her friend.
She says:
I don't know why you care.
I don't know
house (yo)
Here comes the nigga with the ruff, the terror
The paranoid, gots to get the boy
Get your steel 'cause I feel like a headbanger
Yeah, I
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
Violet and Tate
This is my story like Violet and Tate
We don't leave the house we don't go on dates
We can't leave the house we can't go on dates
Night
at home and I'm by your side
And you know what's going on inside
Inside my heart, inside this house
And I just want to let it out for you
And I feel
name
Bitch
It’s P up in the house so watch your mouth
P is in the house Pussy watch your mouth
I be up in the south where the cops surround
Shit is
to the Wonka of the feat
Smoke your blunt, but close your drapes
If we get fined by police
Don't worry, yo, I got the papes
Toxic is the talk that I tell
THE FUCK OUT!
Don't grab shit, just hit the door
GET THE FUCK OUT!
Don't even mind the blood that's on the floor!
There's a dark spirit living in your house
(yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
If this is your first time hearin' this
You are about to experience something so cold, man
We never had nothin' handed
Took
Inside this house, the walls are paper thin
And it don't take no genius to know what's goin' on inside
You can run and hide, but they know you far
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
confused motherfucker? This is war
Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga
Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga, uh
Yeah nigga
House full of kilo's, sold pound to zero's
confused motherf***er? This is war
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh
Yeah n****
House full of kilo's, sold pound to zero's
my house
'Fore I grab you by your hair and slap dick to your mouth
Bob Digi, yeah you know who is he
Girl, I fucking slave trade your ass
arguing
And I don't ever write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com bitch log in
Put a pillow under your
you what I, I, I owe her one
All the fellas in the house say this, "This head is so damn good"
Tell them hoes (This head is so damn good)
Now all
head is so damn good"
Tell them hoes (This head is so damn good)
Now all the ladies in the house say, "This p**** it taste so damn good"
Tell them
And by the time we've done our job
You'll feel as good as new
Welcome to the House Of Madam White
Who's got a bloody nose?
Who's got a crooked back?
Who's
the power Yahweh allowed us to push mountains boundless and countless hours
The riches surrounding round us, ain’t yours, don’t be counting ours
This for
And I've already broken every law
I'm horror core, this is for the heads
Runnin' up in your crib, not if you still hidin' under the bed
Parental
.JPG/222px-Arve_Moen_Bergset_med_Oslo_Filharmonien_(cropped).JPG "Arve Moen Bergset")
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