100 lyrics for "At the house"

This is my motherfucking life (my life, oh yeah) Jets fly private, nigga S5 hybrid, baby test drive my whip This is my motherfucking life S-l-a u-g-h t-e-r-h-o-u-s-e Yes we are the best in the biz The west in the bitch This eastside money over coochie
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I will tear this whole fucking house down I'm bettin' you won't do shit Oh, really? Try me. Try me! Come on, try me! Fuck out my face! Try me, bitch! Then come on and try me! Get out my fuckin' face, move! What you gonna do?
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I'm not out of place, I'm from outer space Give me everything, take it all away Lock me up and then throw away the key Kick me down and then talk about my state Kick me out the house? Should kick your ass out the house Call me a piece of shit? You’re a
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But alas I cannot swim There is gold across the river But I don't want none Saying work more, earn more Live more, have more fun If she refuses to be mine? And what will you do with a girl there's a house across the river there's a boy across the river
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Na na na na na na (Uh huh uh huh) Let's do this I turn it on I crank it up I'll wear it out I'll bring the roof in this house down I know just what you came here for And I want to hear you scream and more
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I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt You say, "Why did you do it with him today?" And sniff me out like I was
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I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of
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House in L.A. You be the sunshine and it's alright now Ask me to stay But you won't say it like that I feel alive in the sunlight All my fears are only real life Yeah, I feel alive in the sunlight now Two whole years on the rewrite Tell my friends I'm
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We don’t give a fuck Nigga we don’t give a fuck The police get away with murder That’s why we don’t give a fuck So you better leave your house with a burner I’m psyched out 'cause I’m already striped out But if I get caught without one Then my lights out
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Not tonight (heyyyy!) (heyyyy!) not tonight Not tonight (hoooo!) Ladies and gentlemen (heyyyy! hoooo!) Slaughterhouse (heyyyy!) Slaughterhouse in the place to be, see And we got what it takes to rock the mic
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