At my house I've got no shackles You can come and look if you want to Through the halls you'll see the mantles Where the light shines dim all around you
At my house I have got no shackles You can come and see if you want to In the walls you'll see the mantles Where the light shines dim all around you And
Prijevod: Ljubav. Kuća nije Motel.
: At my house I have got no shackles You can come and see if you want to In the walls you'll see the mantles Where the light shines dim all around you
in that Motel 6, $59.95 Not a cent more, for that dirty-ass ho Yeah, stop by that convenience store And pick up them rubbers magnum I hope This is Faizon Love
's a dumb nigga And a bum nigga You're a slum nigga Better run nigga When I come nigga With a gun nigga You're a bitch Buck you Never trust you Never loved
bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love Look hear bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love Look hear bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
Records in the house got it goin' on Ain't no love, I thought I told ya Us TRU niggas, straight soldiers King ready to fight a bitch like a Pit Bull
ya like Like a can of beer that's sweeter than honey Like a millionaire that has no money Like a rainy day that is not wet Like a gamblin' fiend that does not
beat up my crouch I don't gotta creep in motels I cheat at my house See I'm a dog I don't need to keep a secret hide out (naw) [Bizarre] All night
of the inner self is the most important thing. We have to train ourselves. So that we can improvise on anything: a bird, a sock, a fuming beaker. This is
molded A roach is what I am fool, the ghetto is my land fool I?ma never be able to fly like a bumblebee Try not to be underneath your sneaker, pitiful
to the bridge I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right 'Cause a squid is just a punk, yo he deserved to lose the fight I might meander 'cross
see Take dat ho to Motel 6 and goto Tweeties Pour a deuce in a can, Sold a four in Tahati Now I'm leanin, nigga I'm in a green Beamer Super Duper fly
into that motel 6. $59.95 not a cent more for that dirty ass hoe. yeah stop by the convenience store and pick up them rubbers, magnum i hope This is Faizon Love
me lightin' the bong, while writin' the songs That the crowd, is either singin' to or fightin' along, fightin' along I'm tryin' tell you drugs is not
ya like like a can of beer that's sweeter than honey like a millionaire that has no money like a rainy day that is not wet like a gamblin fiend that does not
