| Man I told these motherfuckers I was the last trapper man
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| The fuck these niggas talkin' about eh? |
| Huh?
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| TCS trust gon first, nigga let’s go
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| Now you could tell that I did this shit first hand
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| I paid for it, send it out and pray the work land
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| Soon as it touched the town I ain’t servin' no weight, I’m bringing everything
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| down
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| Got my pop 'round the corner in the building poppin' 4−12
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| I sold at least the breakin' dimes before 12
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| Made my bags bigger, they gave me more cents
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| I made at least a couple million off my dope bands
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| And I even put my trap in my bitch name
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| I put a little asteroid soon as the bricks came
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| Tryna find the love, I’m tryna find the plug
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| Ain’t sure what I could do when it come to moving drugs
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| Fit for G, ounce of marijuana
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| Made a million dollars from that house around the corner
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| Stay strapped, party like a baller
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| Made a million dollars from that house around the corner
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| Fit for G, ounce of marijuana
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| Made a million dollars from that house around the corner
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| Stay strapped, party like a baller
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| Made a million dollars from that house around the corner
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| I ball in my Polos, don’t ball in my Pumas
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| Gucci Mane look fab and I got some big cahunas
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| I’m a shockin' you with tuna and I just heard a rumor
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| Marooney white Jag callin' Oklahoma soon us
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| Gotta trap us round the corner til we spuzz in a dead end
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| Free rooms at today’s inn, this song says I’m a legend
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| I got 2 piece, my 2 piece
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| I got twin tits and 3 vets
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| Half a mill in my cool net
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| And I do flicks where I glue bricks
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| Sell Vicodin, sell H pills
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| Sell Molly, sell Rufus
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| Tell Fish Scale I got Ninas, got 4's, got deuces
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| Got a lean spot that’s exclusive
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| Got ounces pints and juices
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| Sell nick bad, sell zig-zag
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| Sell pipes lighters and looses
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| Fit for G, ounce of marijuana
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| Made a million dollars from that house around the corner
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| Stay strapped, party like a baller
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| Made a million dollars from that house around the corner
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| Fit for G, ounce of marijuana
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| Made a million dollars from that house around the corner
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| Stay strapped, party like a baller
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| Made a million dollars from that house around the corner |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song House around the corner , by - 38 Spesh. Song from the album TimeServed, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп