Lyrics:
a date to keep, he can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, it has a crowd
There's
wack bars
'Cause DOG is in the house
Even white cats know I black dog
This jackoff havin' swag
A huge misconception
In this profession dudes seem cool
a date to keep, he can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, it has a crowd
There's
to keep
He cant hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house it has a crowd
Theres always
a date to keep
He can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house it has a crowd
There's always
a date to keep
He can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house it has a crowd
There's
a date to keep, he can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, it has a crowd
There's
on a middle class life
White paint peelin' off the shutters
A little bread to go with your butter
And just one trip every summer
To Grandma's house
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
on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
Now
I was born in the boot at the bottom of the map
New Orleans baby, now the white house hating, trying to wash
cause it'll fuck up your life
In the middle of the summer when you fucking with white
Middle of the summer
Middle of the summer
In the middle
cause it'll fuck up your life
In the middle of the summer when you fucking with white
Middle of the summer
Middle of the summer
In the middle
of the white house
Robots fucking
In the middle of the subway
Robots fucking
In the middle of the J-Zay video
Robots fucking
In the middle of a telecast with
on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
Now
I was born in the boot at the bottom of the map
New Orleans baby, now the white house hating, trying to wash
New Orleans baby, now the White House hating
Trying to wash us away like we not on the map
Wait, have you heard the latest
They saying that you gotta
with that white, boy
Bitch I'm Obie Trice
Now I could smack him wit' an
Open fist then choke his bitch
Then draw on Cass'
(cast) but not how high school
a date to keep, he can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, it has a crowd
There's always
a date to keep, he can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, it has a crowd
There's always
tried
There's no doubt on my mind, it was
(Georgia) Bush!
Now, I was born in the boot
At the bottom of the map
New Orleans baby, now the White House
to keep
He can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house it has a crowd
There's always something
Lovin' white dudes who call me white and then try to hate
When I wasn't white enough to use your pool when I was 8
Stone Mountain you raised me well
I'm
And I'm from the part of the city that they don't be talkin' about, ay
Austin my grandmama house, ay
Madhouse on Madison, middle school graduate
trzeźwe skillsy roku
Dziś wyciskam maxa z życia jak izoli na siłce
Bit kopie jak Kixnare White House zajebiście
Niezły lot samoloty loty nie na moje nerwy
while they were hoppin' in the streets And me, well see, I'm an impressionable teen A white middle class asshole with a dream Growin' up in my house, hip
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