Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh music Ehh Ehh Be honored for the level Since you can Know my pain You look into my eyes You can recognize my face You're my winner You can stay You can say That you belong to me You, you belong to me You can hide away Open a window Open your mind To see me That you can go This is A happy house It's happy here In a happy house Oh this is oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh wow music oh oh oh oh music Music got you lost Nights past So much quicker than the days did Same clothes You ain't ready for your day shift This place will get you up Baby it's okay Them niggas next door They'll be workin' in the trap So get naughty if you want Just don't blame it on me That you didn't call your home Oh Just don't blame it on me girl Cause you wanted to have fun If it hurts Just breathe Open a window Yeah Open wide Promise to me That you ain't gone Oh This is A happy house We're happy here In a happy house Oh this is fun This is fun This is fun to me Fun Oh Oh Oh Oh Music Bring the 707 up Music Bring the 707 up Music Bring the 707 up Music Bring the 707 up Music Bring the 707 up Music Two puffs for the lady who be down for that Whatever Together Bring your own stash of the greatest Trade it Roll the dub, burn the dub Cough the dub, taste it Then watch us chase it With a handful of pills, no chasers Jaw clenching on some supersized papers She bad in a headband Escaping, then there's a wonderland And it's half past six We eat snacks cause time don't exist And when the stars shine back to the crib See the star lines back at the crib We can test out the tables Got some brand new tables All glass and it's four feet wide But it's a must to get us ten feet high She give me *** in a handbag I get her wetter than a wet lap And no closed doors So I listen to her bones echo I heard he do drugs now You heard wrong, I been on it for a minute We just never act a fool That's just how we fuckin' live it And when we act a fool It's probably cause we mixed it Yeah I'm always on that okie dokie Them white boys know the deal Ain't no fuckin' phony Big O know the deal He the one who show me Watch me ride this fuckin' beat Like he fuckin' killin' her Is that your girl? What's her fuckin' story? She kinda bad But she ridin' like a fuckin' pony Lock her down Now her man be her fuckin' soulie Yeah I'm talkin' bout you man Get to know me Ain't no offense though I promise you If you a real mad dude You gon' side the truth But I'm a nice dude With some nice dreams And we can turn this to a Nutty Bear Elm Street La la la, la la la la We're so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables With the 707 now La la la, la la la la We're so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables With the 707 now La la la, la la la la We're so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables With the 707 now La la la, la la la la We're so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables With the 707 now 707 now 707 now La la la, la la la la