Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My House, artist - MF Grimm. Album song Mf Love Songs, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Day By Day Entertainment
Song language: English
My House |
Took a trip out to Hersheypark, it was strictly business |
Wasn’t out there looking to settle |
I met this girl and she was so beautiful |
Asked her her name and she told me Gretel |
I said Gretel how are you, I’d like to get to know you |
My name is Gingy, there’s so much I could show you |
Yankee hat backwards, look very dapper |
I had a pinky finger ring pop fresh out the wrapper |
She liked what she saw, her eye caught the jewels |
How you make your living Gingy, what do you do? |
I said I’m into candy like Willy Wonka |
Work down on Wall Street, trade a lot of chocolate |
Couldn’t tell the truth, had to think quick |
I don’t work on Wall Street, I move it by the brick |
M&M's by the bag never that’s loco |
Swiss Miss is my muse, she smuggle cocoa |
God works mysterious, tricks up his sleeves |
It’s funny that I met you, I was about to leave |
But I’m glad that I stayed, it’s nice to meet you |
You look so sweet Gretel, I could just eat you |
She said I melt in your mouth not in your hands |
I said Gretel I’m about to bounce so what is your plan? |
She said chilling with my girlfriends, waiting for Hansel |
So he can drive me home, I’m hoping he don’t cancel |
I asked her if Hansel was her lover |
She said nah silly, Hansel is my brother |
In that case tell him he don’t have to do that |
Don’t worry I’ll take you back |
She said I don’t even know what to say |
I live kinda far, I hate to put you outcha way |
Nah it’s no problem, don’t even trip |
Just wait right here while I go get the whip |
I pulled up in a six hundred gingerbread Benz |
Chocolate interior, you should’ve seen her friends |
Car candy coated, they couldn’t understand |
They said you better catch that nigga while you can |
I told her I had a sweet tooth, she was eye candy |
My blood sugar’s low, I had to keep her close to me |
I said your perfume smells like caramel |
Come to my house, you could ride my carousel |
She laughed, she said swell |
I’m serious, I really got a carousel |
You really got a carousel? |
I really got a carousel |
Damn trading chocolate, Gingy you’re doing well |
Come back to my house |
You will love it |
Come back to my house |
You will love it |
I live deep in the forest where the trees are the thickest |
Not worried about neighbors, five hundred acres |
With milkshake lakes, mountains made from cakes |
She said cool, sounds like fun, take me there |
While I was driving she was playing with my hair |
When we pulled up you should’ve seen her expression |
She said wow, it’s a gingerbread mansion |
Walls made of peppermints, floors made of licorice |
Jolly Rancher chandeliers, you are every woman’s wish |
Bed made of chocolate, pillows filled with cotton candy |
Sheets made of Juicy Fruit, spent a lot of dough shopping |
Lick of pure butterscotch had to get her tipsy |
Then she got the whipped cream, sprayed it on Gingy |
Shhhhhhhhhhh |
She said how many licks do it take to lick |
To the center of a Tootsie Roll in a Tootsie Pop |
We got wild with the hot fudge, freaky with the ice cream |
Gretel was a nice treat with a cherry on top |
Ain’t no party like a gingerbread party |
Cause a gingerbread party don’t stop |
Ain’t nobody shaped like Gretel’s body |
Cause Gretel’s body shaped real hot |
Come back to my house |
You will love it |
Come back to my house |
You will love it |
Come back to my house |
You will love it |
Come back to my house |
You will love it |
Come back to my house |
You will love it |
Come back to my house |
You will love it |
Come back to my house my house my house |