Lyrics:
That's how it starts
We go back to your house
You check the charts
And start to figure it out
And if it's crowded, all the better
Because we
Your heart belongs to me!
I don't like crowded places, so that's not where I'm gonna be
Even if I would like you to, you're not gonna get to see
I
Hey I'm working here, know what I'm saying
Try to put yourself in my shoes for a second
Its not personal I'm just saying though
Hey look
From when
this shit back
Out here get returned yea I'm talking big stacks
Not McDonald's we ain't buying those fucking Big Macs
Got Mikey out here yeah he
counts
And right here, right now, Lord this is your house
I thank you Lord for a dream that came true to light
And I ask you to bless everybody in this
Living a day at a time be the rhythm that fit
That way I´m always quick to predict a glitch
Building a house brick by brick and bit by bit
Living
you
To the test
I know he did
You need the
Best of the best
Well babygirl
That's why
I'm still right here
Allow me to
Demonstrate girl
You gone love
All
All the wrong moves but I can't go home
All the right feels, I'm not ready to show
Crowded room but I feel so alone
And I'm still here, wishing you were
in the backyard
James ride by poppin a wheelie
Aye Tay I'm still dreaming
And I'm still
I'm still dreaming
Aye bro I'm still
They thought it's
but I'm for real
I had Mary's little lamb
But a wolf's hungry still
I need food that will fill i need some bacon
I need some fries
I need some pork with
I'm just a outsider, inside, outlinin' thing's I'm surrounded by
This time the outcome is insight to how some live life
The shoe doesn't fit me
and lashes
Now it’s just whips and lashes
We’re all slaves
Used to be chains and blood
Now they spilling blood for chains
Still all slaves
Used to be house
be ashamed?
It's still my thang
Listen, I can never be counted out
'Cause I started it all out
And you don't wanna test me
'Cause you know what I'm
feet
I'm walkin up the street while boppin my feet
I'm fresh off the bus from Memphis, Tennessee
Head still spinnin from the Coke and Hennesee
Sit
and I'm not even halfway up
All of us start at the bottom
But I'm gonna get the drop
If the tippity top of the mountain's crowded
Y'all better pack it up
Come to me baby, ah, sexy lady
I'd get a thrill if you'd say you will
Come here, baby, come here, baby
Let's play house, babe
Come here pretty
of the month with some dignity
I been working hard from 9 to 5
It's been many years and I'm still stagnant here
When will I change my situation?
Middle class
shit was clean
Golf in Bel Air, I'm so beyond my means
Eight figures up, your hood get twist up
Nothin' here standard, everything deluxe
I done had
I know I'm still living for a reason
When they killed my dawg my Heart shattered in pieces
Thank you Jesus that Im still here And still breathing
So
Ready or not baby, here I come
Dat Nigga Daz struck a match and the match went out
But it wasn't no more lights in the motherfucking house
Speakin'
Ladies and gentlemen. Boys and girls all over the world. Come and witness.
The house of horrors. Do beware though. They say his victims still haunt
here ya son hollerin' at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin', peepin down on how I'm livin'
Aye, tell Jesus
here ya son hollerin' at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin', peepin down on how I'm livin'
Aye, tell Jesus
out
But b-, I got an elevator in my house
Ants and a mouse, I'm living the dream
Maybe that's why I feel so strange
Got it all, but I still won't
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