The Crackhouse (feat. Lil Wayne)

I'm sleepin' on a billion dollars

Coka

I'm eatin'

Crills mania

I'm eatin'

I'm sleepin' on a billion dollars

And I say right about now New York City, ow

Oh no, oh Joe he did it, he's back

In the back of that black Maybach trippin'

Now blow that motherfuckin' kush up in da sky

La la la la, la la la

Bumpin' that Kanye, you can't tell me nothin', right?

La la la la, la la la la (Yeah)

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 and Grey Poupon

I can make it Pac Man Jones in here too long

We up a hundred grand whenever I hear a new song

C'mon, c'mon, that's too many ringtones

2.8 what you want me to tell ya?

Make it rain and Rihanna go an' grab an umbrella

Ella, ella, ella

Holy shit, so much coke a **** had to shovel it

So much coke a **** change his government

Now we can all sing along for the fuck of it

Crack, crack, crack, crack

Hey this is the crack house, welcome to the crack house

I mean I'm talkin' more plies than a frat house

This is the problem, this is not music

I hope you find it, 'cause he about to lose it

Joey don't do it, Joey done did it

Joey keep doin' it until you're done with it

Bring 'em to the crack house, show 'em the crack house

Take 'em to the crack house, we in the crack house

You gotta touch your toes or I'm out

Fuck a club, I got a strip pole in my house (Yeah)

Six million ways to make it rain, hold up

Conflicts in my chain from Angola (Yeah)

Convicts in my plane when we roll up (Yeah)

And they hustle yay not vitamin water (Yeah)

Fat 'cause I'm so rich, rich 'cause I'm so hood (Yeah)

Uzi your whole whip, **** I'm that hood

You flow cold but Joe flow sicka

Even Reverend Al be like Joe's that **** (Yeah)

John Gotti, supreme team show (Yeah)

These are the **** you compare to Joe, hello

This is the crack house, welcome to the crack house

I mean I'm talkin' more plies than a frat house

This is the problem, this is not music

I hope you find it, 'cause he about to lose it

Joey don't do it, Joey done did it

Joey keep doin' it until you're done with it

Bring 'em to the crack house, it's the crack house

Walk 'em to the crack house, we in the crack house

Talk to 'em

Get 'em, Joey, just get 'em, aha

Get 'em, get on them, yes

And if they piss you off, you shit on them, yes

And if they piss you off, you shit on them, ow

Hey Weez, just stop right there

Shit I don't let 'em go get the whole block clear

These **** act as they are not there

And their time's tickin' like an Automare

First **** pop up an' we gave them the piece

Next **** pop up leave 'em under the sheets

C'mon Papa you talkin' to me

Ain't nobody else runnin' these streets cocksucker

Hey this is the crack house, welcome to the crack house

Man I'm talkin' more plies than a frat house

This is the problem, this is not music

I hope you find it, 'cause he about to lose it

Joey don't do it, Joey done did it

Joey keep doin' it until you're done with it

Take 'em to the crack house, they don't want the crack house

They don't want the crack house, kick 'em out da crack house