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Rick Ross - White House lyrics
Gun Shots.... Let me think back to 96' When Boobie had the realist nigga feelin like a bitch They go for twenty hours gettin em for the seventeen A lil G look at me I was seventeen Born on the side of town where dem killas riden round Pull up on the block wit a glock go on tie it down Pistol in his pants and he stand like FUCK YOU I'm from the other side where we ride like a bus do 36 oz's got me ridin lexus chevy at the crib get the weed shipped from Texas Dade County D Boy deals on the yayo Triple C the mafia they get em when I say so Before I wrote a song I could protozone I had to feed my self cuz bitch i was on my own Now i push shit bigger than the president Im at the whitehouse known as my residence (Chorus) I'm in the whitehouse(house)x2 I call the shots i can get yo ass wiped out We in the whitehouse(house)x2 Big phantom on the lawn gettin wiped down I'm in the whitehouse(house)x2 I got a hundred of dem thangs nigga right now We in the whitehouse(house)x2 I got them hoes gettin on blow right now I dont fuck with pussy niggas Took my shit to jiggaman I ent to Manhattan and came home a young millionaire Money on my mind im a trill nigga anyway I'll slap a pussy ass nigga down for anything Motherfuck the other side pussy niggas bleed pink Dats my opinion wanna know what the choppa think(huh) You know i let them thangs boy im a head bussa Motherfuck the music nigga where ya real muscle Im in the whitehouse(house)x2 I put a hit on them niggas they gettin wiped out They gettin wiped out and not one at a time Car full of dead black males read the headline (Chorus) I'm the fruit of the loom I be flyin in years(years) Give me food and i boom supplyin for years(years) I'm on top of the world I'm gettin money grand in a day easy im gettin money pull up real slow i let the haters watch(watch) out of state plates they in a state of shock you niggas go and fish i got a plate to shock you better play your part we ain't gotta play a part Got a AK that'll tear ya whole date apart That stick ah make em sick like a St. Bernard I'm in the whitehouse time to close shop Inventory wiped out boy that was 30 blocks (Chorus) |
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