Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In My House, artist - Verse Simmonds. Album song To All The Girls (Clean), in the genre R&BDate of issue: 29.09.2016
Record label: Alumni
Song language: English
In My House |
| These girls be comin' over tryna leave that avalanche |
| She know I got a girl, she just tryna start some shit |
| Leavin' her hairpins on the counter, that’s the little things |
| Hidin' them panties in the covers, oh you scandalous |
| Oh you know, you know what you doin' |
| You know what you doin' |
| Yeah you know, we ain’t supposed to be doin' |
| The things that we doin' |
| So why you actin' brand new? |
| And you already new |
| Why you makin' this hard? |
| I’mma have explainin' to do |
| Like who this hair belong to? |
| And who been in my bedroom? |
| How many times I gotta say it? |
| Thought I already told you |
| Stop leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be takin' sneak pictures |
| Talkin' 'bout how you be livin' when you in my house |
| Stop leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be textin' these bitches sayin' |
| You’re here with your nigga when you in my house |
| Girl, you must be tryna get me fucked up |
| All this back and forth makin' me nervous |
| Why your lashes in the trash anyway? |
| Why you came with all them bags anyway? |
| All in my house, layin' up in my bed |
| Snapchattin' that pussy girl, they gon' recognise that you here |
| Sprayin' all your perfume, tryna leave your scent in the air |
| I should have never brought you here, you know you ain’t playin' fair |
| So why you actin' brand new? |
| And you already new |
| Why you makin' this hard? |
| I’mma have explainin' to do |
| Like who this hair belong to? |
| And who been in my bedroom? |
| How many times I gotta say it? |
| Thought I already told you |
| Stop leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be takin' sneak pictures |
| Talkin' 'bout how you be livin' when you in my house |
| Stop leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be textin' these bitches sayin' |
| You’re here with your nigga when you in my house |
| Now grab that make up bag you left up in the bathroom |
| And don’t you say a word if anybody ask you |
| You knew what time it was the moment that we hit the door |
| This ain’t the time to switch it up, stop actin' brand new |
| This ain’t the time to switch it up, stop actin' brand new |
| Red lipstick all on my collar, girl, this shirt was brand new |
| We was Californicatin', gettin' drunk and medicated |
| Before you go, do me a favor, baby leave up with what you came with |
| Why you actin' brand new? |
| And you already new |
| Why you makin' this hard? |
| I’mma have explainin' to do |
| Like who this hair belong to? |
| And who been in my bedroom? |
| How many times I gotta say it? |
| Thought I already told you |
| Stop leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be takin' sneak pictures |
| Talkin' 'bout how you be livin' when you in my house |
| Stop leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be leavin' shit in my house |
| Don’t be textin' these bitches sayin' |
| You’re here with your nigga when you in my house |