White House

Lyrics

Let me think back to '96
 When Booby had the realest nigga feelin' like a bitch
 They go for 20 hours gettin' them for the 17
 A lil' G, look at me, I was 17
 Born on the side of town where them killas ride around
 Pull up on the block, put a block on tied down
 Pistol in his pants and he stand like, "Fuck you
 I'm from the other side where we ride like a bus do"
 36 OG's got me ridin' Lexus
 Chevy at the crib, hit the weed shit from Texas
 Dade County D Boy, deals on the yayo
 Triple C, da mafia, they kill when I say so
 Before I rolled a zone, I could court a zone
 I had to feed myself, 'cause bitch I was on my own
 Now I push shit bigger than the President
 I'm at the White House known as my residence
 I'm in the White House, House
 I'm in the White House, House
 I call the shots, I can get your ass wiped out
 We in the White House, House
 We in the White House, House
 Big phantom on the lawn gettin' wiped down
 I'm in the White House, House
 I'm in the White House, House
 I got a hundred a them things nigga right now
 We in the White House, House
 We in the White House, House
 I got them hoes gettin' on blow right now
 I don't fuck with pussy niggas, took my shit to Jigga Man
 I went to Manhattan and came home a young millionaire
 Money on my mind, I'm a trill nigga anyway
 I slap a pussy ass nigga now for anythin'
 Mothafuck the other side, pussy niggas bleed deep
 That's my opinion, wanna know what the chopper think?
 We load up in 'em things, boy, I'm a head busta
 Motherfucking the music, nigga where your real muscle?
 I'm in the White House, White House
 I'm in the White House, White House
 I put a hit on them niggas, they gettin' wiped out
 They gettin' wiped out and not one at a time
 'Car full of dead black males' read the headline
 I'm in the White House, House
 I'm in the White House, House
 I call the shots, I can get your ass wiped out
 We in the White House, House
 We in the White House, House
 Big phantom on the lawn gettin' wiped down
 I'm in the White House, House
 I'm in the White House, House
 I got a hundred a them things nigga right now
 We in the White House, House
 We in the White House, House
 I got them hoes gettin' on blow right now
 I'm the fruit of the loom, I be flyin' in Lears
 Give me fruit and I boom, supplyin' for years
 I'm on top of the world, I'm gettin' money
 Hundred grand in a day? Easy, I'm gettin' money
 Pull up real slow, I let the haters watch
 I at a steak place, they in a state of shock
 You niggas goin' fishin', I gotta play the shark
 You better play your part, you ain't gotta play apart
 Got a AK that will tear your whole day apart
 That sticker make them sit like a Saint Bernard
 I'm in the White House, time to close shop
 Inventory, wiped out, boy, dat with better glocks
 I'm in the White House, House
 I'm in the White House, House
 I call the shots, I can get your ass wiped out
 We in the White House, House
 We in the White House, House
 Big phantom on the lawn gettin' wiped down
 I'm in the White House, House
 I'm in the White House, House
 I got a hundred a them things nigga right now
 We in the White House, House
 We in the White House, House
 I got them hoes gettin' on blow right now
 

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Duration
04:01
Key
8
Tempo
76 BPM

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