| I got a house full of bitches, niggas, it is going down
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| I’mma hold my own, yeah
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| Bitches laying on the floor like it’s a crack house
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| Welcome to the frat house
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| Condoms, kegs, liquor, weed, pills
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| I’mma hold my own, yeah
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| Bitches laying on the floor like it’s a crack house
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| Welcome to the frat house
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| Your lady’s on my dick, you’ll probably be mad
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| If you find out I had her skipping biology class
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| You got comedy cash
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| I’m a quarter of the Slaughter, half of the dream team, the anomaly Bad
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| We here to riot the scene
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| Quiet your entire college up, tie up your dean
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| My Q-Dog's on that step shit
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| I’m 'bout to send a text to my next ex-bitch
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| Have you on pills, on 'shrooms
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| Have you feeling like oh-la-la-laa
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| Now it’s sounding like Lauryn Hill’s in your dorm room
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| Spit at me wrong, get hit with my new llama
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| It’ll knock him out his shoes
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| Dropping more niggas then who dropping out of school
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| Slaughterhouse gang, streamers, confetti
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| The squeamish had better get ready, because
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| LBC, we them beach boys
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| We don’t need your education, we Pink Floyd
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| I’m getting destroyed
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| I’m getting oral from a Maury sexy decoy; |
| she on that E boy
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| She paying tuition with webcam’s and PayPal
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| School in L.A. but she say she from 8 Mile
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| Her pussy hotter than a chili pepper
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| I tell her lay down and give it away give it away now
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| Later on, she’ll be wearing my Letterman jacket
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| Reach in your pocket (Mollies) medicine packet
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| Let 'em attack it cause that’s my regular tactic
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| ‘Cuz that’s what let’em get active, whoever said I’m romantic
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| Is wrong, hope you got a powerful chin
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| Cause they say blowjobs are flowers for men
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| I’mma need about a dozen, go get your guzzling cousins
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| And your trouser arousers, we wilding again
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| See I’m an on-stage rock star
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| (Backstage porn star)
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| Gave my laptop (Then I threw her on the armoire)
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| Make it red storm when that Saint John in you
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| (Brain in the college in Philly, call that Temple
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| I like a really huge ass)
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| Bend over, take her to church now she in U-Mass
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| Scoop my Spelman broad for all out sex
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| Show her 12 bedrooms, still there’s more house left
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| (Titty in my left hand
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| Drunk as a freshman on his tenth keg stand)
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| Got a sophomore, all jaw, give me drunk head
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| Roommate joined in, climbing down from the bunk bed
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| (Yeah) Matter of fact (No)
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| (Yo, I am so… throwed)
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| This pill gave me a new demeanor
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| (Chris Reeves graduated, I’m a super senior) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Frat House , by - Slaughterhouse. Song from the album welcome to: OUR HOUSE, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп