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letra de the house - kthkng

they tellin me i don’t belong,up in the house,shouldn’t be makin these songs, i just be talkin too loud, is it right or wrong, don’t know what i’m talkin about, ima make noise when i pop, kickin the door to the ground. they sayin that i don’t belong,i tell em that they all wrong, i enter with rap in my arms

tellin me take off my shoes, sayin i’ll f-ck up the floor, plan to do that and some more, i said ima kick in the door, shatter the windows and oh, shakin the place to the core. you sayin i’m white so i can’t, crash on the couch and i take off my pants,makin it home when i land,don’t give a f-ck what thеy sayin, if you don’t like what i’m sayin, i’m bangin the pots and the pans, lil b-tch you know i ain’t playin. listеn to all of my fans,sayin d-mn keith you the man, why can you not understand, ima just f-ck up the bands,soon as i take all the bands,hittin a l!ck on ya hands, hittin a l!ck on ya hands,so why can you not understand

how can you not understand? it’s a house for a man, how can you not understand it’s a house for a man

they tellin me i don’t belong,up in the house,shouldn’t be makin these songs, i just be talkin too loud, is it right or wrong, don’t know what i’m talkin about, ima make noise when i pop, kickin the door to the ground. they sayin that i don’t belong,i tell em that they all wrong, i enter with rap in my arms

i been in my room, yeah, fire got me tweaky
i been in her room on a friday getting freaky
in the mood but you don’t ever need me
i get the move now you out here tryna beep me
(how soon can you get here so we can get it popping?)
yeah, in the bas-m-nt when you came in, yeah
motel california when you came in
green ring around my insta story, can you find location?
you and i go brazy
now that she sipping bodeine, she take the molly it’s clean
you gotta tell all your friends you gotta make it on ten
backstroke you on the porch, you making pools like resorts
coming in kicking down doors, pocket done turned to a morgue
i like it when the sunset, yeah, you give me fire
room is upstairs but we take it higher
in my room and i’m geekin’
steve urkel how a young n-gga keep it
they tellin me i don’t belong,up in the house,shouldn’t be makin these songs, i just be talkin too loud, is it right or wrong, don’t know what i’m talkin about, ima make noise when i pop, kickin the door to the ground. they sayin that i don’t belong,i tell em that they all wrong, i enter with rap in my arms

- kthkng

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