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my house - jamwayne lyrics

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[chorus: jamwayne]
this my house and we’re grillin’ out
chillin’ out, talkin’ ’bout life like, “how you doin’?”
ah yeah this my house
you can come around, get around, rollin’ up, smokin’
we’re burnin’ one down, yeah
this my house got the new school’s pullin’ up
bust it down to sing the blues to truly
this my house and you’re welcome to or will you not
sudden moves and the weapons go boom boom

[verse 1: jamwayne]
this my house
who’s that knockin’ at the door again?
you better know the code, and if you don’t know
i got a temper at your temple lock stock smoky barrel
smoky barrel, even smoking ’em not a care in the world
just staring out the window, chillin’ in ‘do, smokin’ endo
with a grill on the post, cookin’ up, smokin’, flippin’ the pork
chops pullin’ up one poppi split in the portion
knockers bouncin’ at us, shut up with it
bouncin’ and rollin’ them copper sirens be noisy
we woos be steady annoyin’
especially all the mother*heard of corrupt
you ain’t welcome here this year
we stand on business with sword
[chorus: jamwayne]
this my house and we’re grillin’ out
chillin’ out, talkin’ ’bout life like, “how you doin’?”
ah yeah this my house
you can come around, get around, rollin’ up, smokin’
we’re burnin’ one down, yeah
this my house got the new school’s pullin’ up
bust it down to sing the blues to truly
this my house and you’re welcome to or will you not
sudden moves and the weapons go boom boom

[verse 2: keith cash]
this is my crib welcome to my house
if you ain’t my family, then you ain’t allowed (ain’t allowed)
we chillin’ out, grillin’ out steaks
everybody’s eatin’ good, a lot of food on the plate
we eatin’ good i roll up a eight then i took it to the face
my weed straight gas, i thought it was laced (laced)
couple trucks sittin’ out front, one’s broke down
my neighbors keep an eye on my house when i’m outta town
this is my sanctuary, this where i write my songs
they say my flow is about to blow up like a pipe bomb
i got guns in my house, don’t try to trespass
i put a bullet in your head, your neck, and your ass

[chorus: jamwayne]
this my house and we’re grillin’ out
chillin’ out, talkin’ ’bout life like, “how you doin’?”
ah yeah this my house
you can come around, get around, rollin’ up, smokin’
we’re burnin’ one down, yeah
this my house got the new school’s pullin’ up
bust it down to sing the blues to truly
this my house and you’re welcome to or will you not
sudden moves and the weapons go boom boom
this my house

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