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house2house - 3sdeeno lyrics

(intro: d sprite)
oh boy, he did it again
this is a certified classic
this a certified classic i swear
yeah
okay

[verse 1: d sprite]
like a badass kid, i’m playing no games
watch me go ludacris, get the f*ck out my way
tryna have a house with a pool and a f*cking maid
got some secrets i’ma have to take to the f*cking grave
like i liplock your b*tch, she got some jawlock
this sh*t going crazy, yeah no sh*t sherlock
she ain’t from thailand but all she knows is bangkok
nutting in your b*tch meanwhile you jerking in a sock
you the p*rnhub, hot pocket kinda type
10k followers, how you get like 30 likes?
sh*t talking in the booth, now i got a dirty mic
b*tch i’m not a plumber, what the f*ck you mеan you want some pipe?
anybody ahead of mе, i’m on your f*cking ass
puff puff puff b*tch, no i didn’t forget to pass
b*tch i’m cutting up like this some f*cking arts and crafts
when god made your b*tch face, yeah he must have had a laugh
ha, b*tch i’m just having fun with this sh*t
if you think you f*cking with me, yeah then you dumb as a b*tch
pure ecstasy i’m like d*mn this the best that it gets
bro simone biles with the work, yeah he make it flip
told the engineer handle this sh*t with some oven mitts
brodie got a cpl, yeah he got a public hip
should’ve named your last ep “all f*ckin skips”
didn’t even say a f*cking word, my pants unzipped
[verse 2: 3sdeeno]
i ain’t gotta say a f*cking word, now she eating d*ck
i’m finna send that b*tch up on the road, but it ain’t for a trip
if she ain’t finna give the head, she finna give the lip
if this b*tch keep playing with my head, i’m finna crash this whip
told d sprite i’m bout to hit the mitten, let’s get some f*cking money
muhf*ckas mugging in the club, they always looking funny
opp hiding, they bouncing house to house, just like a f*cking bunny
i’ll pull up with this f*cking k and i’ll get you running
like a stuffy nose
spray em down til they wet like a f*cking hose
at solid gold with some b*tches not some f*cking hoes
sweating in the club i think i need a change of clothes
i’ll never drop a dime but i’ll drop four nickels
distrokid cheque just came in, i just copped four pistols
30 clip hanging out this glock, i call that sh*t a pickle
drop some hot sh*t up on the opps like a f*cking missile
drop some hot sh*t up on the opps like a f*cking pizza
painted on my b*tch face like the mona lisa
wrestling my new b*tch raw like a f*cking diva
off the wok i lean hard like the tower of pisa
the sh*t i’m sipping muddy as f*ck, i’m bout to get stuck
bumblebee the whip so when we slide you finna get stung
my b*tch just said “we ran outta woods” she better get some
light gelato up and close my eyes i’m on the d*mn sun
[outro: 3sdeeno]
i’m really high as f*ck
ha
what up d sprite
this is a certified classic
deeno & friends you know
this sh*t a certified classic

- 3sdeeno lyrics

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