Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song House, artist - Joey Trap. Album song Champ, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Young Rich Squad
Song language: English
House |
| Akachi in this mother fucker |
| Yeah, yeah, mm |
| Yeah |
| I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah |
| Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I’m might make her my spouse |
| Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can’t fit in her mouth, yeah |
| We keep them choppers and .40's, like niggas done came from the south, yeah |
| Big homie bang them B’s, blue hundred crip, no C’s, yeah |
| Back I was in high school, niggas had F’s and D’s, yeah |
| I had to get on my shit, niggas ain’t fuckin' with this, yeah |
| Fuckin' with a shorty, don’t kiss, you cannot touch my lips |
| I’m tired of these niggas talkin' |
| I’m in the Wraith and you walkin', yeah |
| Niggas like bitches, they stalkin' |
| Hop in the Bentley and lost 'em, yeah |
| Go the jeweler, I said, «Ice me up or I’m drivin' away,"yeah |
| Make me a pendant to stunt on my haters and make niggas mad, yeah |
| I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah |
| Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I’m might make her my spouse |
| Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can’t fit in her mouth, ew |
| We keep them choppers and .40's, like niggas done came from the south, yeah |
| I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah |
| Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I’m might make her my spouse |
| Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can’t fit in her mouth, yeah |
| We keep them choppers and .40's, like niggas done came from the south, yeah |
| Big homie bang them B’s, blue hundred crip, no C’s, yeah |
| Back I was in high school, niggas had F’s and D’s, yeah |
| I had to get on my shit, niggas ain’t fuckin' with this, yeah |
| Fuckin' with a shorty, don’t kiss, you cannot touch my lips |
| I’m tired of these niggas talkin' |
| I’m in the Wraith and you walkin', yeah |
| Niggas like bitches, they stalkin' |
| Hop in the Bentley and lost 'em, yeah |
| Go the jeweler, I said, «Ice me up or I’m drivin' away,"yeah |
| Make me a pendant to stunt on my haters and make niggas mad, yeah |
| I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah |
| Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I’m might make her my spouse |
| Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can’t fit in her mouth, ew |
| We keep them choppers and .40's, like niggas done came from the south, yeah |