lirik lagu david banner - mama's house
one of the most phenominal feats of all time
frekaznatcha, alabama, mississippi, david banner hoe
[hook – david banner] (repeat 2x)
let’s take this sh-t to his mama’s house, his mama’s house
let’s take this sh-t to his mama’s house, his mama’s house
pull that b-tch out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face
pull that b-tch out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face
[verse 1 – david banner]
hoe i ain’t got respect, i’m comin’ straight to ya crib
drag you out in the yard, run a shank through ya ribs
i said boy, dirty, dirty boy
what you think that these bullets and guns is made for?
bustin’ on a b-tch, ditches is where it lye
bullets fly through the air, tell them crackers to die
i’m the trillest, clack-up, peel-it
dumpin’ slugs til’ you feel us
banner, frekaznatcha, ridin’ until you k!ll us
f-ck it and if we die tell mama never to cry
i’m comin’ back like jason, bumpin’ that “playa fly”
higher than a b-tch, gone off that ‘dro
yeah i’m dead though, but pat’nah no i ain’t no hoe
[hook]
[bridge – frekaznatcha]
keep my name out ya mouth, keep my name out ya mouth
fo’ we run up in yo house, fo’ we run up in yo house
(repeat 2x)
[verse 2 – frekaznatcha]
so you claimin’ that you head bustin’
come and feel these leads thrustin’
me and my n-ggas ain’t scared of nuthin’
wanna see some red rushin’
mississippi burnin’ this
alabama turnin’ this
together we got that fire b-tch
biggin’ up we ride b-tch
bet ya you won’t step outside trick
come step outside trick
you don’t wanna collide with
my crew, we dodge bricks
sicker than a motherf-cker
crazy like them terrorist f-ckas
when we hit yo block you duck us
when we hit yo block it’s ruckus
[hook]
[frekaznatcha – talking]
at yo mama’s house n-gga
m-th-f-cka … got d-mn … weak b-tch
at yo mama’s house n-gga
m-th-f-cka … got d-mn … weak b-tch
[david banner]
grab that hoe by the hair, throw that n-gga in the yard
then ya stomp that -ss out, screamin’ “b-tch you ain’t hard”
grab that hoe by the hair, throw that n-gga in the yard
then ya stomp that -ss out, screamin’ “b-tch you ain’t hard”
i don’t wanna be a thug, but f-ck around in the club
i’m knockin’ yo -ss out, then dancin’ off in yo blood
tell ya mama that i’m sorry, but yo -ss gotta go
might bring yo -ss out, or i’m kickin’ in ya dough
[hook]
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