who this - king subeir97 lyrics
[verse 1]
attention, my baby’s coming over
i’ma need everyone to go
take what you need and get to stepping
no you don’t need to wait up
traffic, i hear it’s kinda crazy
more time for me to clean up
she might think theres something shady
really, seriously you need to hurry up
if you only knew about the way she drive
you would understand, i ain’t f-cking around
if she come through the front door, you gotta hide
gotta hide, she be like
[hook]
who this b-tch all up in my house?
why she hiding behind the couch?
hold on, no n-gg-, we don’t know n-gg-, don’t get up
f-ck around and i’ma lay you out
and she like who this b-tch all up in my house?
why she hiding behind the couch?
hold on, no n-gg-, we don’t know n-gg-, don’t get up
f-ck around and i’ma lay you out, she like
who this? who this is?
who this? who this is?
who this? who this is, yeah?
who this? who this is, yeah?
[verse 2]
jump, jump, jump out the way, hey, jump, jump out the place
hey, if she wanna play, pointing at me, i might catch a case
baby, i don’t know what’s wrong, that’s the whole reason i’m singing this song
can we all get along, get along, get along?
i know you tripping and pointing the finger
what if i told you that this was my sister stuffed in the closet?
hey, body addict, why you tryna stall her
so that she can get away? what she say?
[hook]
who this b-tch all up in my house? (who that b-tch?)
why she hiding behind the couch? (please don’t get the knife?
hold on, no n-gg-, we don’t know n-gg-, don’t get up
f-ck around and i’ma lay you out
who this? who this? who this is?
who’s this b-tch all up in my house?
why she hiding behind the couch?
hold on, no n-gg-, we don’t know n-gg-, don’t get up
f-ck around and i’ma lay you out, she like
who this? what’s that b-tch name? who this is? what’s her name?
who this? what’s that b-tch name? who this is? what’s her name?
who this? what’s that b-tch name? who this is? yeah, what’s her name?
who this? what’s that b-tch name? who this is? what’s that b-tch name?
[verse 3]
know the record but different me, can’t even play like i’m innocent
every night i f-ck a different b-tch, i’ll admit you the one, ain’t many different
you f-ckin’ n-gg-s for fame, b-tches heartin’ on my instagram
i see that look on her face, know she gon’ f-ck her up, she goin’ insane
i’m under pressure, came in this b-tch, she gon’ leave in a stretcher
i shouldn’t have let her, i shoulda known better, she gon’ teach me a lesson
she in there workin’ with the .45 with the compressor
don’t pull it, don’t pull it, don’t pull it, blood all over the wall and dresser
and if i had the chance would i save her life?
if i never cheated, she wouldn’t have died
i don’t see no soul, only hear her cry
yeah, you really thinking that i’m dead wrong
what she say?
[hook]
who this b-tch all up in my house? (oh yeah)
why she hiding behind the couch? (couch)
hold on, no n-gg-, we don’t know n-gg-, don’t get up
f-ck around and i’ma lay you out
and she like who’s this b-tch all up in my house?
whats her name? whats her name?
why she hiding behind the couch? (record you both ‘fore you came)
hold on, no n-gg-, we don’t know n-gg-, don’t get up
f-ck around and i’ma lay you out, she like (lay you out)
who this? who this is? (who this is, yeah?)
who this? who this is? (who this is, yeah?)
who this? who this is, yeah?
who this? who this is, yeah?
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