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You've got your pen and notebook ready
I think it's about time, time for us to begin

And meanwhile we're over in a 52nd Street apartment
stayed at 52nd street so that's what all these niggas thought
Cause they was from hilltop, where niggas pill pop
So I'm pulling up to the chill spot with
nobody
But I’ll beat the fuck out of a nigga

Nigga, I'm from Hoover Street
Dirty pictures in my cellphone
On 52nd street I'm well-known
Hoover stomp until
Have a banana, Hannah
Try the salami, Tommy
Get with the gravy, Davy
Everybody eats when they come to my house
Try a tomato, Plato
Here's cacciatore,
Have a banana, Hannah
Try the salami, Tommy
Get with the gravy, Davy
Everybody eats when they come to my house
Try a tomato, Plato
Here's cacciatore,
Have a banana, Hannah
Try the salami, Tommy
Get with the gravy, Davy
Everybody eats when they come to my house
Try a tomato, Plato
Here's
Have a banana, Hannah
Try the salami, Tommy
Get with the gravy, Davy
Everybody eats when they come to my house.
Try a tomato, Plato
Here's
Everybody, shake your body 
(We got's to make this a real house party) 
Come on, come on and stick with me 
I'll keep things the way they should be 

Keep
Vitus dance
It's a Czechoslovakian custom my mother passed on to me
Give people little presents so they'll remember me
Open house, open house
Just when you thought it was safe to come out
Infamous all in your face, in your mouth
That's right, niggaz best to stay up in the house
Watch we
Everybody, shake your body 
(We got's to make this a real house party) 
Come on, come on and stick with me 
I'll keep things the way they should be 

Keep
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
Vitus dance
It's a Czechoslovakian custom my mother passed on to me
Give people little presents so they'll remember me
Open house, open house
I'll house you 
You in my hut now 
When you're in my hut 
You know what's up 
Let your mind be free 
Relax your body 
Jump, jump a little higher
Like it just started yesterday
People eye know they've been strugglin'
At least it seems that way
Fat cats on Wall Street
They got a bailout
While
Like it just started yesterday
People eye know they've been strugglin'
At least it seems that way
Fat cats on Wall Street
They got a bailout
While
I'll house you
You in my hut now

When you're in my hut
You know what's up
Let your mind be free
Relax your body

Jump, jump a little higher
Jump, jump
they go from house to house

You don't have to pay the usual admission
If you're a cook, waiter or a good musician
So if you happen to be just passin' by
nice red beets
This is what we snack on when we're Questin'
(No second guessing)

I don't eat no ham n' eggs, 'cause they're high in cholesterol
A yo,
with ice
You order grand then you eat by the slice
They got the sign but they ain't got the goods
Oh, like a seven inch record at an LP price
Everybody, shake your body 
(We got's to make this a real house party) 
Come on, come on and stick with me 
I'll keep things the way they should be 

Keep
Everybody, shake your body 
(We got's to make this a real house party) 
Come on, come on and stick with me 
I'll keep things the way they should be 

Keep
Everybody, shake your body 
(We got's to make this a real house party) 
Come on, come on and stick with me 
I'll keep things the way they should be 

Keep
Another Saturday night and everybody gets together 
The pubs are turning out and all the streets are alive 
But the people want to party so they
bullshit me
If they ever bullshit me
Send the coroner to get me
And when the coroner come to get me
I'ma take you pussy's with me
And I ain't trustin'