Terror Squad - The Crackhouse lyrics
[Intro] I'm sleepin' on a billion dollars! I'm eatin', I'm eatin' I'm sleepin' on a billion dollars! [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Oh no, Oh Joe, he did it he's back In the back of that black Maybach trippin' Now blow that motherf**ing kush up in the sky La la la la la la la Bumpin' that Kanye, you can't tell me nothing, riiight? La la la la la la la la la la Hand on the shotgun, and I'm ridin' shotgun Uzis, banana clips, what what, I got some Bullets are wholesale, food stamps, coupons Yellow mustard Phantom car it Grey Poupon I can make it Pacman Jones in here too long We up a hundred grand whenever I hear a new song C'mon c'mon there's too many ringtones 2.8 whatcha want me to tell ya? Make it rain, Mary Anna go and grab an umbrella Ella, ella, ella, HOLY sh*t! So much coke a n***a have to shovel it So much coke a n***a change his government Now we can all sing along for the f** of it Crack, crack, crack, crack! [Hook: Lil Wayne] Heeey, this is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse I mean I'm talkin' more parties than a frat house This is a problem, this is not music I hope you find it cuz he about to lose it Joey don't do it, Joey done did it Joey keep doin' it until you're done wit' it Bring em to the crackhouse, show em the crackhouse Take em to the crackhouse, we in the crackhouse [Verse 2: Fat Joe] You gotta touch your toes or I'm out f** a club I got a strip pole in my house (yeah!) 6 million ways to make it rain, hold up Conflicts in my chain from Angola Convicts in my plane when we roll up And they hustle yay NOT VITAMIN WATER Fat cuz I'm so rich, rich cuz I'm so hood Uzi your whole whip, n***a I'm that hood You flow cold but Joe flow sicker Even Reverend Al be like, "Joe's that n***a!" John Gotti, Supreme Team show These are the n***as you compare to Joe, HELLO! [Hook: Lil Wayne] This is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse I mean I'm talkin' more pies than a frat house This is a problem, this is not music I hope you find it cuz he about to lose it Joey don't do it, Joey done did it Joey keep doin' it until you're done wit' it Bring em to the crackhouse, it's the crackhouse Walk em to the crackhouse, we in the crackhouse [Interlude: Lil Wayne] Get em, Joey just get em Get em, get on them And if they piss you off you sh** on them And if they piss you off you sh** on them [Verse 3: Fat Joe] Hey Weez just stop right there sh** I don't let em go, get the whole block clear These n***as actors, they are not there And thier time's tickin' like an Audemars First n***a pop up and we gave him the piece Next n***a pop up leave him under the sheets C'mon papa, you talkin to ME Ain't nobody else runnin' these streets co*ksu*kER! [Hook: Lil Wayne] Heeey, this is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse Man I'm talkin' more pies than a frat house This is the problem, this is not music I hope you find it cuz he about to lose it Joey don't do it, Joey done did it Joey keep doin' it until you're done wit' it Take em to the crackhouse They don't want the crackhouse, they don't want the crackhouse Kick em out the crackhouse