i see you

Fuckin' house, I'm in your fuckin' house
You live down Moore Street, my nigga
I'm, I'm in your crib
Eating up the snacks
Looking for the string cheese
I'm fucking your spouse, nigga
While you at work being a staff sergeant
Or whatever type shit that grown
Ass white niggas do
I'm in your house, nigga, I'm in your house
I'm fuckin' on your fuckin' PAWG of a wife
I'm in your house laying the fuckin' pipe
She come and see me because
You don't do it right
I'm in your fuckin' house, I'm
In your fuckin' house
Looking for the financial payment
I'm lookin' for your
Social security number
I'm gonna steal your identity
I'm gonna steal your identity and I'm gonna
Take everything you have away from you
I'm in your fuckin' house
I'm in your fucking crib
I'm in your fucking house
I just keyed your car
When you pull up, your truck
Your big dumbass truck is gonna be keyed
I'm in your fuckin' house, G
I'm in your fuckin' house
When you hear this
I want you to look behind you
And I want you to know that I
Have stood in the same place
That you were just looking at, because
I'm in your fuckin' house, G
Just ask your spouse, I'm
In your fuckin' house
I'm in your fucking house