Lyrics:
you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your
the safe house looking like a warehouse
If you run up in it then its slaughter house
Harlem shake make ya body rock
I'm smoking gas that’s by the ounce
Pack
by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Well I'm huffing, I'm puffing, I'll blow your house in
Huffing, puffin, blow your house in
Huffing, puffin,
by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Well I'm huffing, I'm puffing, I'll blow your house in
Huffing, puffin, blow your house in
Huffing, puffin,
Yeah, house got too crowded clothes got too tight
And I don't know just where I'm going tonight
Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard
I know mama credit quite good
So I'm out here with this dope money got a big body in my hood
Nigga you see it, better believe it, this what I'm bout
(Eskimo, the coolest DJ in the world)
Yeah
For real, though, ayy
Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen
If you was in my
house)
Your house is tearing in pieces
I, I feel lost but I dance
All my troubles away
Stil do I want you here
I don't know what to say
I'm a stubborn boy
the love we give
I'm only just full of love that we're here to give
This is the ghost of you
Haunting the ghost of me
Lonely in a crowded room together
and strength
It's by miracle
I got here
By your grace I won the battle
By your spirit you made a way
By your mercy I conquer the battle
I'm still standing by
power and strength
It's by miracle
I got here
By your grace I won the battle
By your spirit you made a way
By your mercy I conquer the battle
I'm still
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Mary Jane gotta hold devil wants me dead
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Smoking roaches
right here beside you
I'm still tryna find a beat to
She say, "I gotta be still, yeah, I gotta be still"
Bare a cross right 'cause when life goin'
the hard way
Bro was selling fetty I'm cooking soft for the hard way
The trap house crowded
Stuff the blunt til it's crowded
Different personalities swear my
spill
I'm Nelly wit' them hollows
'round here I let a 'Tip Drill'
Headshot, your funeral won't exist still
He got dropped wit' no service
Dickhead, now
I know mama credit quite good
So I'm out here with this dope money got a big body in my hood
Nigga you see it, better believe it, this what I'm bout
for the house
Just put me there
You'll see I'm ready for the house
You make me come
You make me go
Here and there and everywhere
And I don't complain
fucked me up, the hater side was the most crowded
I don't claim clicka, but I do be around it
And when I leave the house, I don't never leave without it
I
out
Yeah
Girl you gotta keep a clean house
Hit it from the back, I'm a pull ya weave out
Shake it like a dog tryna get the fleas out
Ima make it drip,
stay right here in the house of God
I'm staying in the house of God
May You find us seeking You first
May You find us declaring
You're worthy, You're
the house without my money rag
I don't leave the house
Without my fuckin' Glock
I'm not goin' like Biggie or Pac
That's fucked up what they did to Biggie
I
your feelings go)
(Let's go) live our lives now
Were gonna pump it real loud
Don't say no, girl, here we go
Here we go (oh)
House party, house
This is my mother fucking house, eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch name Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
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