Soulja Boy, Bow Wow - My House lyrics

Yea yeaa in my traphouse yea (That way)
Yea yeaa in the traphouse yea (The only way)
Yea yeaa they hatin' on me now
They hatin' on me now (rrah)
Yea you already know uh (yeah) yea uh uh
You know what y'all admiring
See all muthafuckin' cars, nigga
What?

My shootas coolin' with them MACs out
Ay, I got bricks posted in my traphouse
Don't make me bring them bands out
Pistols on the floor
Choppa on the couch in my traphouse
In my traphouse, in my traphouse
Pistols on the floor
Choppa on the couch in my traphouse
In my traphouse, in my traphouse
In my traphouse, in my traphouse

Bricks in the traphouse
Shootas that post with the MAC out
Standin' in the kitchen with the
Bricks ship 'em out
Nigga tried to rob draco I whip it out
150 bricks send to my momma's house
I'll murder 350 bricks send 'em out
Yungins nigga don't see no drought
Kickin' yo' door with them
Choppas and uzis out
Feelin' like DJ Khaled got them keys
Bad bitch and she in believe
50 thousand for the my rollie I'm free
Runnin' my wrist til it bleed
Draco knock him and his shirt off in flee
I came up off from servin'
Jankys on Sunset Street
Pull on the block with the heat
Zone 3 and Zone 1 ain't know 'bout me

Bad bitches runnin' all naked in my house
I'm so lazy I got elevators in my house
Don't make me bring them bands out
Yo' bitch at my house my dick in her mouth
Then she at my house (pull up)
Bring them MACs out nigga my house
Got so many clothes that I had
Go and buy another house nigga my house
Nigga my house
Yo' bitch in the neighborhood
Coolin' and givin' pussy out

Lil young nigga stay flexin'
Just blew a bag on necklace
MAC out with the my phone
Say I've been spendin' money reckless
Fuck that I'm young and got a bag on me
Block Versace get to the swag homie
Hoes follow me like there's Axe on me
Ask Keyshia Cole that's facts homie
Run through it brought a couple mill in it
A lil jacuzzi wanna swim through it
'Bout to take yo' bitch and
Make a movie wit it
Finger yo' bitch always wanna finger it
And we don't do it for the snapchat uh
So fuck the comments and the rapbacks uh
Keep it private when I'm with these hoes
Can't go out like Derrick Rose
Young rich nigga I'mma big deal
All this ice on me check the windshield
And I know why this fuck
Niggas always wanna hate
'Cause their hoe wanna ride me
Like a big whip

So when you hit up Bow
You better get that shot
You better push that start
Nigga that's yo' top i'm 'bout to kill in it
Big house in Bellaire like Will with it
Indoor pool bitch I'm ill with it
When it's time yo' nigga be still swimmin'
Niggas mad 'cause we stil winnin'
Trapway nigga like a call out
100 bands spendin' like Rick Ross
'Bout to buy another mansion
Rollies on 'em diamonds dancin'
Bad bitches runnin' all naked in my house
Ay, I got bricks posted in my traphouse
Don't make me bring them bands out
Pistols on the floor
Choppa on the couch in my traphouse
In my traphouse, in my traphouse
Got so many cars that I had
Go and buy another house
In my traphouse, in my traphouse
In my traphouse, in my traphouse