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My house

by Big Sean


Do it
Nigga fuck yo bitch nigga

Shit, whose house is this?
Laughin´ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
They told me a nigga wouldn´t amount to, shit
Nigga, Whose house is this?
Laughin´ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
But you don´t know nothin´ about that, shit

Yellin´, whose house is this? Huh
Bitch, Do I even gotta ask now?
Who the fuck are you? Do you even got you a pass?
I don´t know why you cuffin´ yo girl, she ain´t even got her no ass
Middle fingers to all of the nonbelievers
Not only did I beat the odds, I also got even
Took a spot up on the throne, I see myself see myself
Said it twice ´cause history repeats itself ´peats itself
Man I can´t even lie, I be high I be high
Mother fuck drinkin´ and drivin´, I´d rather get high and fly
I´m out of here, like outer wear
We are not the same, you are not a player
My house is somewhere off in the woods, girls in my bed like I´m papa bear
They say hard work pays off, wrong it pays good as hell
You the man huh? Sorry I couldn´t tell
Claimin´ that they BIG, well I really can´t lie
From the top they all look the same size

Shit, whose house is this?
Laughin´ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
They told me a nigga wouldn´t amount to, shit
Nigga, Whose house is this?
Laughin´ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
But you don´t know nothin´ about that, shit

I start my mornin´ with the paper
Bitch I´m rich free press, hundreds on all the pages
And you can´t slow me down, I´m sorry there´s no delay
Me and my committee run the city, you just tryin´ to join the relay
Leader of the new school, reportin´ from the PA
These niggas call me cause but I don´t know why, cause we can´t relate
I got yo sister doin´ thangs on camera I can´t replay
But she´s a waste of time, fuck I could´ve had a V8
I turn thousands to milli´s, it´s time to renovate the ceiling
I´m turning houses to buildings, hustle while you out here chilling
What´s the wordy I´m certainly getting rich in a hurry
I swear I fuck ´til I´m tired, I´m getting high ´til it´s blurry
I´m from the dirty glove, where hammers turn crews into jurys
They´ll make you sit down, but as long as you with me ain´t no worries
Man I´m puttin´ on for my crew, never for these hoes
I´m puttin´ on for my city, she puttin´ on her clothes

Shit, whose house is this?
Laughin´ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
They told me a nigga wouldn´t amount to, shit
Nigga, Whose house is this?
Laughin´ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
But you don´t know nothin´ about that, shit





 

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