Big Sean - My House Lyrics
Do itNigga ***** yo ***** niggaShit, whose house is this?Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shitI stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shitThey told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shitNigga, Whose house is this?Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shitI stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shitBut you don't know nothin' about that, shitYellin', whose house is this? Huh*****, Do I even gotta ask now?Who the ***** are you? Do you even got you a pass?I don't know why you cuffin' yo girl, she ain't even got her no assMiddle fingers to all of the nonbelieversNot only did I beat the odds, I also got evenTook a spot up on the throne, I see myself see myselfSaid it twice 'cause history repeats itself 'peats itselfMan I can't even lie, I be high I be highMother ***** drinkin' and drivin', I'd rather get high and flyI'm out of here, like outer wearWe are not the same, you are not a playerMy house is somewhere off in the woods, girls in my bed like I'm papa bearThey say hard work pays off, wrong it pays good as hellYou the man huh? Sorry I couldn't tellClaimin' that they BIG, well I really can't lieFrom the top they all look the same sizeShit, whose house is this?Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shitI stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shitThey told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shitNigga, Whose house is this?Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shitI stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shitBut you don't know nothin' about that, shitI start my mornin' with the paper***** I'm rich free press, hundreds on all the pagesAnd you can't slow me down, I'm sorry there's no delayMe and my committee run the city, you just tryin' to join the relayLeader of the new school, reportin' from the PAThese niggas call me cause but I don't know why, cause we can't relateI got yo sister doin' thangs on camera I can't replayBut she's a waste of time, ***** I could've had a V8I turn thousands to milli's, it's time to renovate the ceilingI'm turning houses to buildings, hustle while you out here chillingWhat's the wordy I'm certainly getting rich in a hurryI swear I ***** 'til I'm tired, I'm getting high 'til it's blurryI'm from the dirty glove, where hammers turn crews into jurysThey'll make you sit down, but as long as you with me ain't no worriesMan I'm puttin' on for my crew, never for these hoesI'm puttin' on for my city, she puttin' on her clothesShit, whose house is this?Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shitI stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shitThey told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shitNigga, Whose house is this?Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shitI stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shitBut you don't know nothin' about that, shit
