get out of my house Please and actually give me back my keys But I'll be proper angry If you're not back later on your knees You don't care about my
Traduction: The Streets. Get Out Of My House.
Traduction: The Streets. Get Out My House (Remix) Feat Bruza, Kano, démon et D Double E.
[CHORUS (GIRL):] Go, get out of my house Please And actually give me back my keys But I'll be proper angry If You're not back later on your knees [
,7,8,9 Ha Ha Aaliyah's in the house So check check check chicidy check check check it out 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 Ha Ha Aaliyah's house fools So check check check it out
and I'm just thinkin' of old times Pop in our Isley Brothers tape when I'm waxin' Peepin' through my side-view checkin' out my waxin' Hey! I gotta say
I need got to tell me. Anyways let's get back to the story enough of this shit talkin damn... [Verse 2: B.o.B] My daddy from the Barn and my momma from
m too smart too Put one of my partners right through culinary art school Now he my personal chef so that bread he get it Put them all in houses cleaned up all of my
s out of champagne you can drink up, man ? So bring it on back, back! Show your boy love, girl get my lap? Yeah, every time I speak she does get the move
us out of there like a house on fire And put us all in the black Maria Now they might have missed a pitiful few But they got both me and my buddy too
winking Listen before your dumb ass say some stupid shit I have my dog laying on your house on some snoopy shit Ball player swag that's what out the hoop
is played out now This ain't the eighties, battle raps'll get you layed out Fucka [Hook] [Outro] 1-2-3; and any time that you on them streets You better
'm right Whether it's on the streets, or online tryna climb sites I ain't blind from the limelite, I had my mind and my rhymes right, and signed when
All, even give up my street dream All, anything to have you on my team All, baby girl, I?d trade it all Even give up my good green All, and I?d give
Clue):] Ladies and Gentlmen its my pleasure to present to you (My pleasure) (Yeaaa, Yeaaa) Street Family (Ah Ha, Ah ha!) Street Fam, that Street Fam
heaven in pants Big house, couple rides Call that shit Neverland Ranch Tre Pounds, shoot fast, call that shit Kevin Durant You n-ggers beneath me Now go get
Got my homie Paul Cain in the house You know what I mean? Reppin that Street Fam You know how we do Check it out Yo [Verse 1: Fabolous] Straight out
