This house is not for sale Coming home I'm coming home I set each stone and I hammered each nail Where memories live and the dream don't fail I'm coming home (this house is not for sale) These four walls have a got a story to tell The door is off the

River of no return You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night Want the same thing where we lay A different way from where I'm going Oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it through This is more than just a new lust for you (Ooh, don't think about) Done sayin' I'm done playin' Last time was on the outro Stuck in the house, need to

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck We tend to see that as a perk, though Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end There's a room for the trouble and there's lovers to be

I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned. Yeah! this is DJ Seven Deuce, live at Club runyan, where all girls with burgundy hair get in free. G-unit in da house! what up baby. Performin' live tonight live on stage, captain save-'em-hoe, And the

Can you chase the fire away In the fall, we sleep all day We sleep all day Oh I miss the comfort of this house. Where we are where we are. Where we are where we are The floor under our feet whispers out Come on in come on in, where it all begins. We

River of no return You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night Want the same thing where we lay A different way from where I'm going Oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face

Now this this is one of them occasions Where the homies not doin it right I mean he found him a ho that he like But you can't make a ho a housewife And when it all boils down you gonna find in the end A bitch is a bitch, but a Dogg is a man's best friend

In this burning house I've been sleepwalking Trying to take what's lost and broke And make it right Too close to the fire But it's the only place that I can hold you tight Love isn't all that it seems I did you wrong I'll stay here with you

But all the ho shit still so smelly Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty Belch wrong, get your throat slashed Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash? Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga Nigga with