Lyrics:
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
Well I once could have married the king's third son
And a fine young man was he
But now I'm married to a house carpenter
And a nice young man is
From the complex to the hills Mama
Used to do it for the thrills Mama
Had a man up in the house but I longed for no real father
Still chasing these
Big house on da hills, Out in Carolina
Smoking weed but illegal, Out in Carolina
Out in Carolina, Out in Carolina
Dirt roads and corn fields, Out in
Doing these things that no one knows
House in the hills for when on go
Yeah when we on go
Yeah when we on go
House in the hills for when on go
Shawty she
in front of his house
He had no one to fall on but me.
It's Decoration Day
And I've got a mind to go spit on his grave.
If I was a hill, I'd have put
When I was a kid I grew up in a house on a hill
Not the top, not the bottom, but the middle
And I still remember where I cracked my head
In
Open my eyes and i'm surrounded by the mountain tops
It's a vibe in the hills might have to go and buy a house on top
Smoke in the air yeah we been
lass
Where do you live my honey?"
"In a wee house up on the top of the hill
And I live there with my mammy"
[Chorus]
"If I went to the house
Workers from the hill, say their homes look fair
They toil on my farm, thinking I don't care, to
Paint my house
Paint my house for me
Paint my house
gotta move cautious, yeah
Know I'm shifting I get it and go
Stick on the passenger seat when I ride
And if it go down imma stick to the code, yeah
Most
lots of money, no debt, all cash
Seven female wives, seven seven seven female wives (Yes sir)
I walk in the club and all eyes on me
You can tell by my
filled with cars, houses in the hills
Living debt free, got bills paid in advance
Corporate credit lines
That's how I wanna be living mine
Upgrade your
Right now I'm chilling in a house on a hill
Think you could pull up gimme something I can feel
No time for games better make this shit real, shit
disconnected
It's like they put a new MP in the Captains seat
And they see the big red button
When elected saying all passengers to be ejected
Us the public then
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
We're lost on a dusty road, dusty
I got nowhere to go, nowhere
Except the house on the hill who got on a show, hill
I'm seeing violet lights
Blue
Filthy
Papa kids all acting like they build things
Filthy
On my momma never in the hills again
Cursed by these cities that could never do wrong
Til
regularly, through every hill and valley
(I'm here to teach you only truth)
It's Mister Warm and Easy
Somebody please believe me
(For the things you do,
Ride out
You pussy nigga
Trying to hide out
At your house
With the 9's out
ABG ain't no timeout
We riding out
Ride out
You pussy nigga
Trying to hide
gotta be
The best thing since Starks and Clark Wallabees
African killer bees blackwatch
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts
From Park Hill, the house
gotta be
The best thing since Starks and Clark Wallabees
African killer bees blackwatch
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts
From Park Hill, the house
the broker Hughes, he's as odd as ever still
See I used to crash at his mother's house, when I hung on Fairmount Hill
I paid a flying visit to my first
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