Mama's House

David Banner

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    One of the most phenominal feats of all time
    Frekaznatcha, Alabama, Mississippi, David Banner hoe

    Let's take this shit to his mama's house, his mama's house
    Let's take this shit to his mama's house, his mama's house
    Pull that bitch out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face
    Pull that bitch out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face

    Hoe I ain't got respect, I'm comin' straight to ya crib
    Drag you out in the yard, run a shank through ya ribs
    I said boy, dirty, dirty boy
    What you think that these bullets and guns is made for?
    Bustin' on a bitch, ditches is where it lye
    Bullets fly through the air, tell them crackers to die
    I'm the trillest, clack-up, peel-it
    Dumpin' slugs til' you feel us
    Banner, Frekaznatcha, ridin' until you kill us
    Fuck it and if we die tell mama never to cry
    I'm comin' back like Jason, bumpin' that "Playa Fly"
    Higher than a bitch, gone off that 'dro
    Yeah I'm dead though, but pat'nah no I ain't no hoe

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    Keep my name out ya mouth, keep my name out ya mouth
    Fo' we run up in yo house, fo' we run up in yo house

    So you claimin' that you head bustin'
    Come and feel these leads thrustin'
    Me and my niggaz ain't scared of nuthin'
    Wanna see some red rushin'
    Mississippi burnin' this
    Alabama turnin' this
    Together we got that fire bitch
    Biggin' up we ride bitch
    Bet ya you won't step outside trick
    Come step outside trick
    You don't wanna collide with
    My crew, we ride bitch
    Sicker than a motherfucker
    Crazy like them terrorist fuckas
    When we hit yo block you duck us
    When we hit yo block it's ruwkus

    At yo mama's house nigga
    Muthafucka... Woddamn... Weak Bitch
    At yo mama's house nigga
    Muthafucka... Woddamn... Weak Bitch

    Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that nigga in the yard
    Then ya stomp that ass out, screamin' "Bitch you ain't hard"
    Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that nigga in the yard
    Then ya stomp that ass out, screamin' "Bitch you ain't hard"
    I don't wanna be a thug, but fuck around in the club
    I'm knockin' yo ass out, then dancin' off in yo blood
    Tell ya mama that I'm sorry, but yo ass gotta go
    Might bring yo ass out, or I'm kickin' in ya dough

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    Composición: Banner David, D. Menefield y C. Mcdaniel

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