Songtexte Household Namek - EXTORCS

Like saint santanny? I dont you think you love me
That's why you make my heart stop
Sorry that shit got me feelin' heavy
S.A.N.T, S.A.N everything!

71 71 71
NNE, 71 We to the top, never gon stop
They see the money, they see the fame
And now they all want some of the pop

I'm already here, why the fuck would I stop
We gettin' geeky, sippin' on wock
You don't wanna DP, that's what I thought
You do not wanna DP, we be spinnin' his block

Making him feel feel dizzy, spin it like a clock
7-1-0-0 is known to make it hot
In the back of a Suburban duckin' from the cops
Like how many times do they diss extorcs?

I bet that they tight that I'm callin' them dorks
They ain't made no bread, I know they sore
I'm pickin' this girl up inside of a Porsche
Hangin' out the window, send him to the Lord

If they drop my 7, send him to the door
7-100, make him get on the floor
All around the world, like I was on a tour
He said he wouldn't stop till' he a household name

You know your daddy puttin' money into all of your fame
You make jokes out of the suffering
But you don't put in pain
Better stay up in Manhattan

Little Mabu, you a lame, like
NNE 7-1, nobody better
We get to the bag, guap, cheddar
Talkin' too much, I told KK to get him

If he drop the 7, put him on a stretcher
Hey Mabu, let's talk facts
You got beat, never got back
He was walkin' with police, he turned to a rat

Spinnin' his block, citizen app
I'm a demon, a devil, he don't wanna see
Better keep him a chop when he run in to me
Spinnin' through his block, yellin' 7-1

Out of the window when we hop out
Then he getting beat
I might cuff his sister, just to cheat
Everyone who be with him, better play for keeps

Like suck my dick, y'all never did nothing, never doin' shit
Michael in the back and he totin' the grip
NNE 7-1 when we spinnin' his strip
Capalot with me every single trip

And big Mar got a knock out, make him shake his hips
Juju with me, KK with me, Devil with me
Everybody with me, bitch
KW with me, Guappy with me, A1 with me

And they know I be flippin' like a switch
Suck my dick
Like Mabu, I hope the message is sent
I am throwin' a party and you're invited, tell your friends

We don't need a celebration, cause it's about to begin
Where my chapter starts, yeah, your, chapter ends
He said he wouldn't stop, till' he a household name
We know your daddy puttin' money into all of your fame

You make jokes about the suffering, but you don't put in pain
Better stay up in Manhattan, little Mabu, you a lame, yeah, yeah
7-1-0-0, S-A-N-T, S-A-N everything, like
I'm on your block with a motherfuckin' wedding ring

Y'all know how high I get
I got a 30, bitch, I'm tryna
Oh, oh, oh