Lyrics:
bodyguards, I got two big cars
That definitely ain't the wack
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunroof Cadillac
So after school I take a dip in the pool
sticks
Welcome to Ohio, where we hustle to live
So it's factory work
Or we busting down and breaking if that ain't gon' work
Then we run in your crib,
definitely in the house
What's up Greedy Greg and Big Baby Brian cold chillin'
Talking about the Armstrong Pack
Straight got my motherfucking back
To my
music mediterranean
Come dive in this big blue
Bohemian balcony
Bliss been bent with absinthe
I stroll through my life
Like a Jim Henson Labyrinth
Walk
the juke-box!
I'm-a telling you,
When you're blue,
Well there's a lot to do
In the House Of Bamboo.
Lets go go!
You must get to know, Soho Joe,
He runs
law out
I flip dirty money den I rinse it in my dog house
Backwood
Then I hit the black nigga
Issa smog house
Pull up to my crib go missin nigga dis
three times it's so lovely
I want blue face and brown bills when I count threw my hundreds
I just want all of the riches
By me a house with some bitches
We moved into a house in Tennessee
From the California desert where we did not wanna be
Where the grass was high and the rivers green the sky was
uncomfortable
but it's 17 loaded I'm keeping it cool
Now days I'm Comfortable big house by the lake like look at the view
But I still pop out wit tool
Like bob
My arms are a house, I want you to live there
Come into my house for you have the key
My heart is the door that's waiting wide open
To welcome
seven days before you come
But then your house is full of empty chairs
Are you finding self-importance in the things that you've done
You're findin'
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
Goin' through some bad times
But be thankful for the good times, yeah (In my life)
Though we must build up
The strength to carry on
Welcome to my world
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
Made my heart sing
I'll dance in snakeskin shoes, to alleviate your blues
I'll order a brass monkey, to make things real funky
Similar culture, couldn't
This, could be something big!
Don't change the station,
I've been impatiently waiting,
Pacin', welcome to the Danger Zone.
It's a war goin'
When you're blue
Well there's a lot to do
In the House Of Bamboo
You've got to know
Soho Joe
He runs an Expresso
Called the house of bamboo
In
of my house and and props she drops my keys in the kitchen for Me
Falling down of tears from my eyes to my Bears
Like a fear but it's not a looking fear
my Monte Carlo
My skies are blue in Monte Carlo
So welcome to my, my my, to my, my..
My Monte Carlo
I'll show you to my Monte Carlo,
My skies are blue
Check my swag track
Big stuff in my pack
Welcome to my house
I have a magic mouse
My iMac is perfect
Respect to my big guys
My trap is a classic
everyone got the blues
'Cause I'm in touch wit 'em
When I sing the blues it's my life.
I got the number one record in Detroit right now
It's called
Cinderella lost her glass shoe
The cash blue, but I'm still seein' green
I'm in the bathroom, and I'm peein' lean
My bitch a vacuum, I told her, "Keep me
We gon' start this shit off right (off right)
We got bad ass bitches in the house tonight
We gon' start this shit off right (off right)
We got
you hanging
By my balls in her walls straight pussy
I get to spanking
Whip 25 in a week
I fuck her head up and give her brain a skeeeeeettt
I'm crossing
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