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Build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

And I'll go it alone, call this house my home
I'm gonna
a waitin' tables at the House of Seven Gables
And there's where she met the man from Bowling Green
He was somewhat older with hair down to his shoulders
He
(We're) travelin' at twice the speed of life 
(Yea, yea, yeah yeah) 

We worked our way through college waitin' tables 
Bought a little white house with
slow
And as I'm leavin' town I hit my best girl's house 
And hit 'er up for a travelin' loan
They just roll their eyes and peel me off a few fives
Future in the club, poppin bands on them hoes
Go ahead Gucci Mane, toss some grands on the floor
I'm gettin a table dance by a fine ass ho
Got me coming
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
Nine of clubs

He saw Delia leaning over by the door
Stood at the table and he pulled his forty four

Delia started crying fell on her knees to pray
[Chorus: x4]
Sweet street pussy
Gimme that gushy
Nasty stuff (nigga)
I took her

I like a red bone, pretty feet, slim waist, cute face
Girl if
long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

Banging on the table with an old tin cup
Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
Never kiss
Seven years old, everything was right
A table for four on a Friday night
Didn't see any signs of a dead end road
By the time I was ten everything
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
Down Main Street after midnight with a brand new
Well alright. Spice 1 in the hiddouse 
(and Short Dawgs in the house bitch). 
With the L.A. Players (soldiers to the game you know?) Yeah. 
(Peep
of house and home
My tender jewel, my precious pearl
My ruby red, my diamond girl
String up my kitten by her curls

So how does it feel to know that
out fool with ring around the collar
The girl I was waiting for came out
I said bitch I didn't know this was a crack house
I got my coat and suddenly
out fool with ring around the collar
The girl I was waiting for came out
I said bitch I didn't know this was a crack house
I got my coat and suddenly
house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party

Ciroc all on my table bitches in the living room
They gon ask who
house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party

Ciroc all on my table bitches in the living room
They gon ask who
house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party

Ciroc all on my table bitches in the living room
They gon ask who
girl was the cause of it all

Well, he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane
He was
the collar
The girl I was waiting for came out
I said bitch I didn't know this was a crack house
I got my coat and suddenly
The cop busted in and had a mac-10
mafia
You can find me on a table
Full of vodka and tequila
Surrounded by some bunnies and
It ain't fucking Easter

I'll wake up in the morning with a
Mild
Summer days, summer nights are gone
Summer days and the summer nights are gone
I know a place where there's still somethin' going on

I got a house
Trendy Wendy's you know what I mean
Hangin' around with girl who's rolling up her jeans
She watches her street crack 'cause she's no dummy
Through
a girl. Today there was a vision of a house burning on a television, in a room inside an eye- in a head topped by a brown curl. a telephone ring, in
Jackals hide behind handsome faces
Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde, remind me, remind me

In a bedroom of a brick & stuck house
A girl in Seersucker pants