My House lyrics

[Intro: Soulja Boy & Bow Wow]
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 muthaf*ckin' cars, n*gga
What?

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
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

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Bricks in the traphouse
Shootas that post with the MAC out
Standin' in the kitchen with the bricks ship 'em out
n*gga 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 n*gga don't see no drought
Kickin' yo' door with them choppas and uzis out
Feelin' like DJ Khaled got them keys
Bad b*tch 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
[Hook: Bow Wow]
Bad b*tches 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' b*tch at my house my di*k in her mouth
Then she at my house (pull up)
Bring them MACs out
n*gga my house
Got so many clothes that I had go and buy another house
n*gga my house
n*gga my house
Yo' b*tch in the neighborhood, coolin' and givin' pus*y out

[Verse 2: Bow Wow]
Lil young n*gga stay flexin'
Just blew a bag on necklace
MAC out with the (?) my phone
Say I've been spendin' money reckless
f*ck 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' b*tch and make a movie wit it
Finger yo' b*tch always wanna finger it
And we don't do it for the snapchat uh
So f*ck the comments and the rapbacks uh
Keep it private when I'm with these hoes
Can't go out like Derrick Rose
Young rich n*gga I'mma big deal
All this ice on me check the windshield
And I know why this f*ck n*ggas 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 n*gga that's yo' top
I'm 'bout to kill in it
Big house in Bellaire like Will with it
Indoor pool b*tch I'm ill with it
When it's time yo' n*gga be still swimmin'
n*ggas mad 'cause we stil winnin'
Trapway n*gga like a call out
100 bands spendin' like Rick Ross
'Bout to buy another mansion
Rollies on 'em diamonds dancin'
[Hook: Soulja Boy & Bow Wow]
Bad b*tches 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