Lyrics:
and took the young child
cnd got a place of her own
c Houston apartment where the police department
Was a fixture outside of their home
They managed with
Preachin' self made millionaire status
When we could only eat at Shoney's on occasion
After 'Trina hit I had to transfer campus
Your apartment out in
He's bringing goodies, to the ghettos and the hoodies
To mansions and suburban places and apartment kiddies
Representing Houston, Texas
ATL, Illinois
He's bringing goodies, to the ghettos and the hoodies
To mansions and suburban places and apartment kiddies
Representing Houston, Texas
ATL, Illinois
the bullshit
Got Atlanta on my mind, I'm really fucking zooted
Rip my nigga Luke just take me back to Houston
I was stuck inside apartments thinkin', "What
deals, now I got my own apartment
Out in Houston with the Rockets, so I feel like James Harden
Chemical dependencies the basis of my memories
With friends
to transfer campus
Your apartment out in Houston's where I waited
Stayin' with you when I didn't have a address
Fuckin' on you when I didn't own a mattress
probably on a plane somewhere over Houston
While I sit inside an apartment meant for us
With my old guitar and a handle of whiskey bourbon
Maybe I'll see
Uh, she my Houston shawty Solange and Armani
Beyoncé, LeToya, and Kelly better call me
Candi redd, a little bit of Brook, Just Brittany
Houston, we got a problem
It ain't no rocket, he obnoxious
He outta pocket, when he be talking
He obnoxious, so damn obnoxious
He taking hostage
He
(Houston we got problems, problems, man)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't tryin wait
Baby I've been on the go
And I heard you're on the way
And you
an apartment on the verge of downtown
Two kids so in love but in vain I have found
Well, when our love turned to rust
Then all I could trust was the cover
need for a condom
I that lil nigga who trapped out apartments
I'm not from houston but I keep rocket woah
Want me to fall it ain autumn woah
Want me
I took a midnight train to Houston
I'm going down as far as down goes
Every bit of me is scared of losing you
I don't know how to let you know
I hear
Sweet west side Chicago, two-flat apartment
Red brick and garden, that's been forgotten
Grass all splotchy, vacant lot splotchy, bank account
of Mexico
Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A
I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th
Had myself a lover who was finer than gold
But I've been broken up
To the cities of Mexico
Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A
I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th
Had myself a lover who was finer than gold
But I've been
Cause I'll drive 30 Hours just to come down your way
And the way that you lookin got me thinkin on the late night
We can go to Houston's girl I'm talkin
the apartment
I get mad so I call on the doctor
We could be dappin' it up in LA with sum hoes
But you wasn't proper
Could be having it out with some niggas
Them
[Baby Beesh]
It's your boy, Baby beesherelli mane,
La Velvet clika,
Representin' that yay area dogg,
Down South mane, Houston, Texas mane, with my
this don't exist
Emotions captured out there, don't even care who you was with
In your apartment, off of Seager, had a brief disagreement
You moved
I was sittin' and drinkin' in
An old friend's apartment
On the westside of Nashville one night
And in his apaprtment he
Had these three sofas
He had
offer the clone
In Tejas apartments with racist (chronic) doin' weird shit
Like, this'll make your biopic (haha)
Rile 'em up, hit Zaxby's get the wing
Duke, my grandma Toot, was young when she went to Heaven
In apartments, rappin', I look at Mimi, Foreign and Telly
Caught up with this rappin' shit,
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