Sosshouse (Mama’s Crib) lyrics
by Pi’erre Bourne
[Verse 1]
You still at yo mama crib
Flexing why do you pretend?
20s under Benjamins
My old Uber unlimited
She gon’ c*m all on my di*k
When I'm done she lick on it
I don't take no pics of sh*t
Photographic memory
[Chorus]
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
You still at yo mama crib
Ay, ay
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
You still at yo mama crib
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
n*ggas capping, Lids, b*tches plastic
Yeah, take off all your clothes b*tch, f*ck fashion
Yeah, moving faster, quick, money capture, lick
I know I'ma be worth a billion when I R.I.P
She don't comе and visit but she always wanna trip
All my money blue likе I'm from Long Beach, Crip
She really wanna put that pus*y on me, ISIS
Told her if she ever in Hollywood, girl come to my crib
[Chorus]
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
You still at yo mama crib
Ay, ay
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
You still at yo mama crib
Yeah, yeah
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
You still at yo mama crib
Ay, ay
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
Sosshouse, n*gga where you live?
You still at yo mama crib
Yeah, yeah