Teksty:
Picture House The World And His Dog

(Browne/Glenister) She thinks the world and his dog Should walk up her street Maybe she's on to something She keeps her head in the limelight Wasting

you get a house with a dog and a picket fence The people with you then, but when they turn on you remember this And when they push you down, you got to get back up And

And daddy's goin' doolally if someone tries to violate me Niggas that are in house are tryin' to save me It's a minor, nothin' is this world can break

'em And get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin' and wrist watches I had to sit back and just watch and

I'm drivin' it Said you like to lay up dog and play footsies She need a nigga with timbs, gats and straight hoodies She said you gotta get drunk and

rich off 'em and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches I had to sit back and just watch and

surface all you see is your friends So you grab your purple crayon and flesh out the picture behind And finally the whole world is made of one unbroken

some big and some Pac and you mix em' up in a pot Sprinkle a little big L on top, what the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killas tied

only one way out and one way in Motherfuckers cross and get crossed out, never made men We find excuses to loot, cock, and shoot Blow the roof off them