Lyrics:
catch em at night
Send his soul flying yeah just like a kite do
That boy gone see what that light bout
Trapping I never got caught by the jakes
Nigga I
your own company
The Technicolor worlds going by
But you're the lead in your own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Walking wild and free
In your
Drive by my house late at night
You can see from the freeway above
No silhouette, but a light left on
Burning there for love
Burning there for
Drive by my house late at night
You can see from the freeway above
No silhouette, but a light left on
Burning there for love
Burning there for
When I first met you
Well who would've thought
Love at first sight is true
I was officially caught
Time it flies by
in the blink of an eye
The redeemed of the Lord and godly
This is reality this is carnality
This is life. Life is a felony
From the White House to the Church House
From the School
the house that we dance in
Do a little dance y'all (like this y'all, like that y'all)
Feel the groove (I feel it, I feel it now)
Make a little love now
Bus
Cause we - ah get down and we seeing that
There's some hoes in this house
There's some hoes in this house
Light that 'dro in tha house
Smoke that
he walked out of
This is the heart that is turned to stone (yes it is)
This was the house, but it ain't no home
This is the love that I once had
In
he walked out of
This is the heart that is turned to stone (yes it is)
This was the house, but it ain't no home
This is the love that I once had
In
somethin' (mmh-mmh)
So many nights I cried early in the morning (oh, yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
You gotta do somethin' (oh)
Sometimes I ask the Lord, "Is this
house
I do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown
I got my own car
I just do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown, I'm grown
No more stressin', I'm VVS'in
Tryna' turn our voices up,
And the government tones us down.
Now that gas is goin' up,
And the hood is goin' down.
So the hood is comin' fo' ya'
In
is speak
And I get that girl wet up
Girl we could make love in the trap house
All Night Long
You are the reason why I made this song
Baby we could
bags and a digital scale and
Rubber bands all by the money counter
Got raid spray you know how the bugs be
Got a fan in the window by the love seat
And I
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (ooh la la)
I, mother of my house
Vow to keep my f-ing mouth to myself
You make me smile, I vow to love thy hater
I
all over the house
All over the house
All over the house
She came closer
I popped up like bread in a toaster
Alright alright foreplay's over
I
in Jesus' name.
Tryna' turn our voices up,
And the government tones us down.
Now that gas is goin' up,
And the hood is goin' down!
So the hood is
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah, yeah
Oh oh oh oh
Oh, this is a happy house we're happy here
In a happy house
Oh this is fun, fun, fun, fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Never last
Lord Jamar kicked his ass
Just for da punk to get a
Beat down
No wonder why they
Jump around
Now he's in his house in Pain
I'm fucking around
byzentine
I'm still sippin lean, I'm still watchin "Scream"
I love wearin platinum, but my favorite color's green
I'm hoppin out Ferraris, my house is three
owe me money I'm a call him out
I'm a let a nigga know I'm the freestyle king
these niggas dont wanna step in the freestyle ring
nigga this shit is
sins
Loudly run by those fuckers pulling up at his house, sticking their nose in it, left with no choice but to pull a machete from the boot of his car,
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