Lyrics:
No smoking in the house, no smoking in the house
There's no smoking in the house
So would you please put it out
Check it out, yo
I'm a animal,
has hit my mailbox
And has not been stolen by my former houseguest who has my Spare keyring
A hundred to the house for their hospitality and $55 to my
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
on the phone, come talk to me
I'll be waitin' on you, dawg at the office, peace
Now I'm thinkin' hard as I walk to my house
The fuck have I done now, what
could never speak cap, no management
Album made it all by myself, I'm one-manning it
This the victory lap, it's happening (woah oh oh)
Turned a couple
favorite collaborators, Gerry Genius Charles, from Full Force who has worked on several of my Christmas albums. I auditioned for his group and they were
don't work and the Moon don't glow
And your demons gather to pick your bones
By the very last house on Melancholy Road
As the headlights burn down
didn't have to try
She brought a eye on my eye in a crowded club
I tried to stare the girl down, but she didn't budge
She moved through the crowd in
Introduction
(Ray Price - Willie Nelson)
When the evening sun goes down
Hi neighbors it is sundown at our house
As we make this new Columbia album
to school and getting good grades and shit
But I'm seeing like, domestic violence in my house, and just, so much going on
And I'm sure everybody was
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
Fell in love with the sound that I created word to Cupid
Had to take time away from being so ruthless
10 toes down and the Hands to the sky
Bring a house
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
i been in the house all night
i don't know nothing bout that shit man
I got the album right here
man send this to em
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
mark, to meet Kim had to walk
Back to her mama's on Chalmers after dark
To sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom's
That's about the time I
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
closing the fences
And hooking up the electricity to them
And was en-route back to the house
In a flash something moved
Before I could react and reach for
dont know what to do
I'm paralized by you
I built my house on shaky ground
I built my house of cards
I feel alone
When I know you're standing near
So
My entire life is a comedown
Bring your boyfriend to my show and
Stay for the smackdown, I'm mad now
We show up at your house and with no invitation
at the house right now
So when are you at your house?
Um, in a minute
Okay, I'm just going to go home then, I guess
I just want the blue cheese
Bro what up?
Where are you? Fuck you at?
Um sound crowed as fuck
I’m 'bout to go home, I'm
Tryna, tryna go to you, can I?
I ain't even at the house
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