My House
You call him Johnny, but we both know that ain't his name
You can't hide it, I found his phone today
Oh, I'm a good man, you know I gave you grandma's ring
But you got reckless, and now it's time to pay
So I'ma take your raincoat, 'cause it's pouring
I hope the cold night gets to your toes, and
That's the way it goes, I thought I told ya
I got nothing left here to say
You gotta go now, I'm saying move out
I'll take your keys, when you leave I'll throw your food out
I'm saying go now, you gotta move out
This is my house, this is my house
Oh, this is my-
This is my house, this is my house
Oh, this is my-
Oh
Oh, this is my house, oh, this is my-
Yeah, this is my house
This is my house, oh, this is my-
Oh
Oh, this is my house, oh, this is my- (this is my-)
You call me jealous, so I gave all your shit away
And took your makeup, and threw it down the drain
Now I'ma call your bestfriend, and give her deez nuts
Call the bank up, cut the Visa
That's the way it goes, pray to Jesus
'Cause, girl, you ain't got nothing saved
You gotta go now, I'm saying move out
I'll take your keys, when you leave I'll throw your food out
I'm saying go now, you gotta move out
This is my house, this is my house
Oh, this is my-
This is my house, this is my house
Oh, this is my-
Oh
Oh, this is my house, oh, this is my-
Yeah, this is my house, this is my house, oh, this is my-
Oh
Oh, this is my house, oh, this is my- (this is my-)
Yeah, this is my house, oh, this is my-
You can't hide it, I found his phone today
Oh, I'm a good man, you know I gave you grandma's ring
But you got reckless, and now it's time to pay
So I'ma take your raincoat, 'cause it's pouring
I hope the cold night gets to your toes, and
That's the way it goes, I thought I told ya
I got nothing left here to say
You gotta go now, I'm saying move out
I'll take your keys, when you leave I'll throw your food out
I'm saying go now, you gotta move out
This is my house, this is my house
Oh, this is my-
This is my house, this is my house
Oh, this is my-
Oh
Oh, this is my house, oh, this is my-
Yeah, this is my house
This is my house, oh, this is my-
Oh
Oh, this is my house, oh, this is my- (this is my-)
You call me jealous, so I gave all your shit away
And took your makeup, and threw it down the drain
Now I'ma call your bestfriend, and give her deez nuts
Call the bank up, cut the Visa
That's the way it goes, pray to Jesus
'Cause, girl, you ain't got nothing saved
You gotta go now, I'm saying move out
I'll take your keys, when you leave I'll throw your food out
I'm saying go now, you gotta move out
This is my house, this is my house
Oh, this is my-
This is my house, this is my house
Oh, this is my-
Oh
Oh, this is my house, oh, this is my-
Yeah, this is my house, this is my house, oh, this is my-
Oh
Oh, this is my house, oh, this is my- (this is my-)
Yeah, this is my house, oh, this is my-
Credits
Writer(s): Ross Golan, Tramar Dillard, Roy C. Hammond, Unknown Composer, Johan Jens Erik Carlsson
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