Big Sean - My House Lyrics:
Do it
Ni**a f**k yo bitch ni**a

S**t, whose house is this?
Laughin` so hard my tongue is out and s**t
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that s**t
They told me a ni**a wouldn`t amount to, s**t
Ni**a, Whose house is this?
Laughin` so hard my tongue is out and s**t
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that s**t
But you don`t know nothin` about that, s**t

Yellin`, whose house is this? Huh
Bitch, Do I even gotta ask now?
Who the f**k 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 ass
Middle fingers to all of the nonbelievers
Not only did I beat the odds, I also got even
Took a spot up on the throne, I see myself see myself
Said it twice `cause history repeats itself `peats itself
Man I can`t even lie, I be high I be high
Mother f**k drinkin` and drivin`, I`d rather get high and fly
I`m out of here, like outer wear
We are not the same, you are not a player
My house is somewhere off in the woods, girls in my bed like I`m papa bear
They say hard work pays off, wrong it pays good as hell
You the man huh? Sorry I couldn`t tell
Claimin` that they BIG, well I really can`t lie
From the top they all look the same size

S**t, whose house is this?
Laughin` so hard my tongue is out and s**t
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that s**t
They told me a ni**a wouldn`t amount to, s**t
Ni**a, Whose house is this?
Laughin` so hard my tongue is out and s**t
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that s**t
But you don`t know nothin` about that, s**t

I start my mornin` with the paper
Bitch I`m rich free press, hundreds on all the pages
And you can`t slow me down, I`m sorry there`s no delay
Me and my committee run the city, you just tryin` to join the relay
Leader of the new school, reportin` from the PA
These ni**as call me cause but I don`t know why, cause we can`t relate
I got yo sister doin` thangs on camera I can`t replay
But she`s a waste of time, f**k I could`ve had a V8
I turn thousands to milli`s, it`s time to renovate the ceiling
I`m turning houses to buildings, hustle while you out here chilling
What`s the wordy I`m certainly getting rich in a hurry
I swear I f**k `til I`m tired, I`m getting high `til it`s blurry
I`m from the dirty glove, where hammers turn crews into jurys
They`ll make you sit down, but as long as you with me ain`t no worries
Man I`m puttin` on for my crew, never for these hoes
I`m puttin` on for my city, she puttin` on her clothes

S**t, whose house is this?
Laughin` so hard my tongue is out and s**t
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that s**t
They told me a ni**a wouldn`t amount to, s**t
Ni**a, Whose house is this?
Laughin` so hard my tongue is out and s**t
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that s**t
But you don`t know nothin` about that, s**t

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