[Chorus:]
I got a molly house
A men house
Exotic house
A brick house
And all four numbers
I got a molly house
A men house
Exotic house
A brick house
My cell phone jumpin
I got a molly house
A men house
Exotic house
A brick house
My door man jockin
I got a molly house
A men house
Exotic house
A brick house
And all four numbers
[Verse 1:]
I got four traps on one street
With candle lit like my aunty
Them blood n***as at the stop sign they watching out for the jump street
Get a job, don't speak
Silent n***as remain concrete
One basement one key, turn thirty thousand into a hundred G's
Ever seen them brick a mine, ever seen umbrella kush
Have you ever seen a eighteens with a truck pull up in the hood
With a hundred thousand LBs yo we call em elbows
Tell me when you ever seen a Colombian with a negro
An he don't speak no English all he talking Euros
An I don't speak Spanish either all I talk is dineros, clero per coat
Cocaine in my coke house
Only time we drink pepsi is when it's a drought, n***a
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[Verse 2:]
Got four houses ya'll gettin any them
[?] for Parliament
Falling out for a pile a gas
Little n***as, what you trying to think
I'm in the brick ya'll cooking up
Every boy having fun ya'll
Trust doing a number
[?]
They big booming like the boulevard
Got big booming on the boulevard
Try sh** [?]
Got a [?] pile for the county boy
Got the good pile pumping like it's hard
Better watch out for the [?]
Son can't be screaming, we got a few more spots n***a
Got a men house, got a mali house, got a brick house, got a gas house
Matter fact we got five houses
Can't forget about the stash house
They come in they cash out
Don't pa** in don't pa** out
I don't get dope in the mali house
b**h I might just pa** out
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[Verse 3:]
Pull up to the greenhouse
Where I keep the money, in the room like a bank
On the walls fulla honies
Crack house down the street, jumpin doin numbers
Gotta get it how you live in concrete jungle
Eyes never fold, devil vote
Got a house in Tijuana
Three storey lounge house with the elevator
Every floor different flavours
I got guards I got papers
Pull up to the mali house, erybody
House full of quarter pieces, everybody freaky
CB and my team, n***a you know we eattin
Boomin at the house
Trappin like