Home Invasion Songtext
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?
I say, "Yo, aye, what up?
Where's Lil' Raymond? That's my thug"
Switching lanes and pouring mud
Pass though the hood, they show me love
Where my Loc? Where my Blood?
Roll that dope up like a rug
Mouth full of water like a tub
Let the band play and turn me up
I be dabbin' in and out of consciousness
But I'm up now
I'm sorry I missed your phone call, baby
But I'm tryin' to fuck now
That Jordan pack mixed with Don Marco
I'm waiting for it to touch down
Walk around with two sticks
And they both sound like a drum sound
They saying that I rap too fast
So watch me change the flow now
Pour some Wockhardt out the pint on the mic
And I let it slow down
It's a cocaine overload
Bust a brick open, freeze the whole town
I can tell his ass was hungry
His punk-ass ate up the whole round
I feel like I'm Lil Wayne in 1998
The block was hot, got it off the corner Told my cutter relocate, but anyway
I'm married to the game, she say her vows to me
KTB, I feel like Bill 'cause this lil' ho bow down to me
I say, "Yo, aye, what up?
Where's Lil' Raymond? That's my thug"
Switching lanes and pouring mud
Pass though the hood, they show me love
Where my Loc? Where my Blood?
Roll that dope up like a rug
Mouth full of water like a tub
Let the band play and turn me up
This that brazy shit, yah
This that brazy shit, yah
That lil' jaw too big, mama
Get a safety pin, yah
My lil' partner work at McDonald's, he still be on the block
Ain't that shit brazy?
'Cause he'll fix a sandwich and still shoot a Glock
Need to free my nigga Byrd
I can't wait till he get out
We gon' terrorize these niggas
Set the whole city on fire
I got nigga picking sides
They know I'm the main slot
Tell the truth, you a pussy
We ain't never seen eye-to-eye
Might wanna throw this gangsta away for real
'Cause ain't nobody slide
And you ain't never been on no dates
You ain't never took nothin' out
My lil' partner was a child
When he took that shit to trial
Warren Sapp, J.J. Watt
Two 99s running wild
I say, "Yo, aye, what up?
Where's Lil' Raymond? That's my thug"
Switching lanes and pouring mud
Pass though the hood, they show me love
Where my Loc? Where my Blood?
Roll that dope up like a rug
Mouth full of water like a tub
Let the band play and turn me up
I say, "Yo, aye, what up?
Where's Lil' Raymond? That's my thug"
Switching lanes and pouring mud
Pass though the hood, they show me love
Where my Loc? Where my Blood?
Roll that dope up like a rug
Mouth full of water like a tub
Let the band play and turn me up
I be dabbin' in and out of consciousness
But I'm up now
I'm sorry I missed your phone call, baby
But I'm tryin' to fuck now
That Jordan pack mixed with Don Marco
I'm waiting for it to touch down
Walk around with two sticks
And they both sound like a drum sound
They saying that I rap too fast
So watch me change the flow now
Pour some Wockhardt out the pint on the mic
And I let it slow down
It's a cocaine overload
Bust a brick open, freeze the whole town
I can tell his ass was hungry
His punk-ass ate up the whole round
I feel like I'm Lil Wayne in 1998
The block was hot, got it off the corner Told my cutter relocate, but anyway
I'm married to the game, she say her vows to me
KTB, I feel like Bill 'cause this lil' ho bow down to me
I say, "Yo, aye, what up?
Where's Lil' Raymond? That's my thug"
Switching lanes and pouring mud
Pass though the hood, they show me love
Where my Loc? Where my Blood?
Roll that dope up like a rug
Mouth full of water like a tub
Let the band play and turn me up
This that brazy shit, yah
This that brazy shit, yah
That lil' jaw too big, mama
Get a safety pin, yah
My lil' partner work at McDonald's, he still be on the block
Ain't that shit brazy?
'Cause he'll fix a sandwich and still shoot a Glock
Need to free my nigga Byrd
I can't wait till he get out
We gon' terrorize these niggas
Set the whole city on fire
I got nigga picking sides
They know I'm the main slot
Tell the truth, you a pussy
We ain't never seen eye-to-eye
Might wanna throw this gangsta away for real
'Cause ain't nobody slide
And you ain't never been on no dates
You ain't never took nothin' out
My lil' partner was a child
When he took that shit to trial
Warren Sapp, J.J. Watt
Two 99s running wild
I say, "Yo, aye, what up?
Where's Lil' Raymond? That's my thug"
Switching lanes and pouring mud
Pass though the hood, they show me love
Where my Loc? Where my Blood?
Roll that dope up like a rug
Mouth full of water like a tub
Let the band play and turn me up
