Lyrics:
don't grow old again, she weeps
I saw the devil in my dreams
It stays inside
It stays inside the house
Make it your friend
Make it your silent spouse
Gotta ask myself how?
Well, I'm not like you
I'm not like you
My mama sister always running with her family like
House to house, spouse to spouse
Flex on your bitch
Flex on your bitch
Flex on your huggada hookada bung
Taking your spouse to my big waterbug
I go and flex all my big bucks
Ay ay,
try to fuck for the clout
You fuck round and made her ya spouse
I'm selling this sauce by the ounce
You broke if you ask the amount
My niggas be
I want you
Tell me if it would sound crazy
If I want you to move
In my house
Wouldja be my spouse
Can we say I do
Cuz I want you to be my lady
poison highs
Bitch be haunted like a house
Bitch be lonely like a spouse
Better watch out what you do
Better watch out who you screw
Losing my trust like I
pretended that we just couldn't take it anymore
When our spouse's mouth shouted doubt and hateful words
Some more attack
Say the words you can't take back
a lil sample
Now she leaving ha spouse
My nanna used to tell me boy
Dont break up a house
You going off emotion
Got you running yo mouth
Like belly
Have
a big ass house, that's the plan. A Carolina Mountain and my spouse and a kid.
X2
2nd verse: If I'm not with my son I'm probably out in the street.
enough
Lucky, just to get our own houses
Our babies and spouses stuck in our Ma's Gaff
Fair play to all the Ma's, Da's, Uncles and Grannies (Thanks Ma)
I'm here to show you that I got love for you
Be my spouse
Trick or Treat, Beat my meat
It's November can't compete
History gonna get deleted
This
house
I just hate i bought da ring u wun ready spouse
How u take my heart n leave i wear dat scare on my chest
I'm just hoping dis my karma or my kids get
a little this, little that
Little white, little black
A nigga understands
Everybody wanna couple shoes in they house
Everybody want a fine shorty as a spouse
momma and family and spouse
You know what this M.O.B. shit all about
Lock up the pack and we take different routes
I heard that these lil niggas runnin’
are in cars
Yeah like the ones that are in houses
Yeah I like to beat spouses
Yeah oh oh yeah yeah uh
Bars uh yeah
Like the ones that are in airplanes
the county
Just waiting for change (Chaange)
Got niggas aint kiddin they run in your house
They shoot at a mama
They shoot at a spouse
Been runnin these
Fortuna Road
we're happy spouses
b. Happy music
The windows are dark
just staring out
the furniture's gone
it's just the rats hideout
Happy music was
If she got grills up in her mouth, diamonds dancin' on my dick
And yesterday I met your spouse, said she got some new tits
Oh shit, I mean some new
pockets they empty, they look like a drought
All of my diamonds cost more than your house
If you keep playing, I might take your spouse
Boy you is small
Boy
and violent laughter
I cannot begin to say
The words that steal today
And bring me to your moonless doom
Inside a borrowed house
With my latest spouse
Trying
on my worst behavior No savior we known to act cool
Black timbs on, like Fuck yo couch
Dont let him get to know her, my nigga might fuck yo spouse
Then
by
Shoot my house
Cuz I got kids
Better watch yo spouse slime
You pillow talk to all the hoes
I done already hit
Better watch yo mouth slime
And if I
out smoking sprout
I’m in the sky like I uploaded to the cloud your man is whack
Need it now in large amounts I’m the same as Dylan Spouse
Might just
work, get off work
Hit the house, hit the house
Kiss my kids, kiss my kids
Kiss my spouse, kiss my spouse
Check the grass, check the grass
Check for
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