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White House
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aldrin Davis
Aldrin Davis
Composer
William Leonard Roberts II
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Toomp
DJ Toomp
Producer
Elvin "Big Chuck" Prince
Elvin "Big Chuck" Prince
Recording Engineer
Derrick Selby
Derrick Selby
Recording Engineer
Gary Fly
Gary Fly
Assistant Recording Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

Let me think back to '96 When Booby had the realest nigga feelin' like a bitch They go for 20 hours gettin' them for the 17 A lil' G, look at me, I was 17 Born on the side of town where them killas ride around Pull up on the block, put a block on tied down Pistol in his pants and he stand like, "Fuck you I'm from the other side where we ride like a bus do" 36 OG's got me ridin' Lexus Chevy at the crib, hit the weed shit from Texas Dade County D Boy, deals on the yayo Triple C, da mafia, they kill when I say so Before I rolled a zone, I could court a zone I had to feed myself, 'cause bitch I was on my own Now I push shit bigger than the President I'm at the White House known as my residence I'm in the White House, House I'm in the White House, House I call the shots, I can get your ass wiped out We in the White House, House We in the White House, House Big phantom on the lawn gettin' wiped down I'm in the White House, House I'm in the White House, House I got a hundred a them things nigga right now We in the White House, House We in the White House, House I got them hoes gettin' on blow right now I don't fuck with pussy niggas, took my shit to Jigga Man I went to Manhattan and came home a young millionaire Money on my mind, I'm a trill nigga anyway I slap a pussy ass nigga now for anythin' Mothafuck the other side, pussy niggas bleed deep That's my opinion, wanna know what the chopper think? We load up in 'em things, boy, I'm a head busta Motherfucking the music, nigga where your real muscle? I'm in the White House, White House I'm in the White House, White House I put a hit on them niggas, they gettin' wiped out They gettin' wiped out and not one at a time 'Car full of dead black males' read the headline I'm in the White House, House I'm in the White House, House I call the shots, I can get your ass wiped out We in the White House, House We in the White House, House Big phantom on the lawn gettin' wiped down I'm in the White House, House I'm in the White House, House I got a hundred a them things nigga right now We in the White House, House We in the White House, House I got them hoes gettin' on blow right now I'm the fruit of the loom, I be flyin' in Lears Give me fruit and I boom, supplyin' for years I'm on top of the world, I'm gettin' money Hundred grand in a day? Easy, I'm gettin' money Pull up real slow, I let the haters watch I at a steak place, they in a state of shock You niggas goin' fishin', I gotta play the shark You better play your part, you ain't gotta play apart Got a AK that will tear your whole day apart That sticker make them sit like a Saint Bernard I'm in the White House, time to close shop Inventory, wiped out, boy, dat with better glocks I'm in the White House, House I'm in the White House, House I call the shots, I can get your ass wiped out We in the White House, House We in the White House, House Big phantom on the lawn gettin' wiped down I'm in the White House, House I'm in the White House, House I got a hundred a them things nigga right now We in the White House, House We in the White House, House I got them hoes gettin' on blow right now
Writer(s): Aldrin Davis, William Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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