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Mama’s House

David Banner
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One of the most phenomenal feats of all time Freaks of Nature Alabama, Mississippi David Banner, hoe Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Hoe, I ain't got respect, I'm coming straight to your crib Drag you out in the yard, run a shank through your ribs I said boy, bloody, bloody boy What you think that these bullets and guns is made for? Busting on a bitch, digits is where it lie Bullets fly through the air, tell them crackers to die I'm the trillest, cock killers, dump this nuts 'til you feel us Banner, Freaks of Nature, riding until you kill us Fuck it and if we die, tell mama never to cry I'm coming back like Jason, bumping that Playa Fly High than a bitch, gone off the dro Yeah, I'm dead dope, but God know I ain't no hoe, bitch Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Keep my name out your mouth, keep my name out your mouth Before we run up in your house, before we run up in your house Keep my name out your mouth, keep my name out your mouth Before we run up in your house, before we run up in your house So you claiming that you headbusting? Come and feel this lead thrusting Me and my niggas ain't scared of nothing, wanna see some red rushing Mississippi burning this, Alabama turning this Together we got that fire, bitch, digging up, we ride, bitch Bet you won't step outside, trick, come step outside, trick You don't wanna collide with my crew, we dodge bricks Sicker than a motherfucker, crazy like them terrorist fuckers When we hit your block, you duckers When we hit your block, you duckers Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face At your mama house, nigga Motherfucker Goddamn You weak bitch At your mama house, nigga Motherfucker Goddamn You weak bitch Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that nigga in the yard Then you stomp that ass out, screaming, "Bitch, you ain't hard" Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that nigga in the yard Then you stomp that ass out, screaming, "Bitch, you ain't hard" I don't wanna be a thug, but fuck around in the club I'm knocking your ass out and I'm dancing off in your blood Tell your mama that I'm sorry, but your ass gotta go Right when your ass out, oh, I'm kicking in your door, fuck nigga Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Let's take this shit to his mama house, his mama house Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Pull that bitch out in the yard, stomp that hoe in the face Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah