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letra de in this house - basin hounds

[verse 1: ricky]
in this house
we kicking it down
run out the door cause they popping off rounds
hey little man can you hear that sound?
keep an eye out for me and my hounds
we ain’t slacking
brother, we stay packing these bowls
fill em with holes
f-ckin with me and i’m taking your soul
i’mma g if these b-tched wanna play
rollin up that j, while these p-ssies getting pegged
i am petty with this 3
wanna be me
so you hit ctrl c (so you hit ctrl+c)
i control the v of the past(e)y white b’s
i’m the king? b-tch i’m more like the queen
i’m a dog but she still hopping in my lap(x2)

[verse 2: milly tha plug]
in this house
i’ve seen some nasty, crookеd, stupid, foolish scenarios
go down in the blow
i move so much i nеver heard stability
is it this house? or this house?
casing out abandoned building thinking bout how i can get in
catch a couple winks
cruising with a couple nasty freaks and
in this house we keep the peace by bringing peace
with a piece, in the streets
we want keys of dope to keys to cars to keys to houses
with that comes with what’s under the blouses
poking spouses not my own
with a ten foot pole
got a burner phone for insta and snapchat
when i’m burning up my zone
putting fire to these doobies
whole gang of fellas looking at me with audacity
i’m asking who they be
cause honestly if i get beat that’s just how it be
they can tell me get up out the street
but all i can think is how to get the people on the brink of the edge of their seat
even if i gotta be
in this house
in this house
[hook: freddy fingers]
in this house
we go rounds
tell that b-tch don’t make a sound
tell your mans don’t run his mouth or he gon end up in the ground
in this house
where i’m bound
try say something more profound
i’m done reaching for the crown and just running with the hounds

[verse 3: tony]
in this house of mouse
we got the tunes
we got dabloons
double the loons
out the mad house so what’s the move
blunt in my mout
ready to groove
straight jacket on till i hit the booth
knock the latches loose
losing a tooth
pulling a nail
i never quit if i fail
you sending me l’s?
must’ve got lost in the mail
my lyrics alone still bump you’d think it was brail
i’m leaving you blind
from all my shine
they think i’m a god and they built me a shrine
i’m feeling divine
there’s no need to lie
but i know you wanna
bars so dank you open the link smells like marijuana
whoo
[outro: ricky]
f-ck on this beat cause i do what i want
funky like i just came out of the swamp
i can paraphrase this sh-t if you want
wasting my time like i’m f-cking thots
f-cking with thoughts
wasting my time like i’m f-cking with fonts
i’m hating my thoughts calling her now cause i’m missing her lots

- basin hounds

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