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Slaughterhouse - Frat House Lyrics

Slaughterhouse – Frat House Lyrics

All the ugly people, be quiet
All the ugly people, be quiet

I’ve got a house full of bitches, niggers, and it’s going down
Imma hold my own,
Yeah, bitches laying on the floor like it’s a crack house
Welcome to the frat house.
Condoms, cakes, liquor, weed, pills,
Imma hold my own,
Yeah, bitches laying on the floor like it’s a crack house,
Welcome to the frat house.

Your lady’s on my dick, you probably be mad
If you find out I had her skipping the biology class.
You got comedy cash, I quarter the slaughter,
Half of the team be abnormally bad.
We hit it right the same, quite your ontolloger,
Type redeem.
My cute dog’s on that step shit,
I’m about to send a text to my next ex-bitch.
Have you on pills or drugs, have you feeling like “uh-la-la-la”
Now we’re sounding like Lauryn Hill in the dorm room,
Spit at me wrong, get hit with my new lama.
Yeah, and I knock ‘em out the shoes,
Dropping old niggers, then we’re dropping out of school.
Slaughterhouse gang, dreamers, confetti,
They’re screaming you should better get ready, because

LBC, we them Beach Boyz, we don’t need your education, we Pink Floyd,
I’m getting destroyed, I’m getting all from a maury sexy becoid,
She on that e-boy, she pay her tuition with rab cabs and pay pall
School in LA, she say she from 8 low, her pussy hotter than a chili pepper,
I tell her lay down and give it away, give it away now.
Later on she be wearing my leather jacket, reach in your pocket- Marley’s
Let her the packet. Let ‘em attack it, ‘cause that’s my regular tactic,
‘cause that’s what let them get tactic, whoever said I’m an addict is wrong
Hope you’ve got a powerful chin, ‘cause they say blowjobs are flows for men.
Imma eat about a dozen, go get your cousinly cousins
And your trousers arouses us, we’re wouling again.

See, I’m an on stage rap star, backstage porn star,
Pay my laptop and I do it in my armoire.
Think it’s red storm when I send John in you,
Praying in a collion filli, call that temple.
Yeah, I like a really huge ass, bend over,
I take you to church, now she’s a you mess.
Scoop my spell in her for all asses,
Show her 12 bedroom, still there’s more house left.

Titty in my left hand, drunk as a freshman, on his camp testing.
Got to show off more, adore, get me drunk head,
You may join in, climbing down from the bulk bed.
Yeah, matter of fact, no.
I am so rude.

[Slaughterhouse – Frat House Lyrics]

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