All the ugly people be quiet
[Hook:]
I got a house full of bitches, niggas, it is going down
I�m a hold my own, yeah
Bitches laying on the floor like it�s a crack house
Welcome to the frat house
Condoms, kegs, liquor, weed, pills
I�m a hold my own, yeah
Bitches laying on the floor like it�s a crack house
Welcome to the frat house
[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Your lady�s on my dick, you�ll probably be mad
If you find out I had her skipping biology class
You got comedy cash
I�m a quarter of the Slaughter, half of the dream team, the anomaly Bad
We here to riot the scene
Quiet your entire college up, tie up your dean
My Q-Dog�s on that step shit
I�m �bout to send a text to my next ex-bitch
Have you on pills, on �shrooms
Have you feeling like oh-la-la-laa
Now it�s sounding like Lauryn Hill�s in your dorm room
Spit at me wrong, get hit with my new llama
It�ll knock him out his shoes
Drop him on niggas then who dropping out of school
Slaughterhouse gang, streamers, confetti
The squeamish had better get ready, because
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Crooked I]
LBC, we them beach boys
We don�t need your education, we Pink Floyd
I�m getting destroyed
I�m getting oral from a [?] sexy decoy; she on that E boy
She paying tuition with webcam�s and PayPal
School in L.A. but she say she from 8 Mile
Her pussy hotter than a chili pepper
I tell her lay down and give it away give it away now
Later on, she�ll be wearing my Letterman jacket
Reach in your pocket (Mollies) medicine packet
Let �em attack it cause that�s my regular tactic
�Cause that�s what let�em get active, whoever said I�m romantic
Is wrong, hope you got a powerful chin
Cause they say blowjobs are flowers for men
I�m a need about a dozen, go get your guzzling cousins
And your trouser arouse us, we wilding again
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Joe Budden (w/ Joell Ortiz)]
See I�m an on-stage rock star
(Backstage porn star)
Gave my laptop (Then I threw her on the armoire)
Make it red storm when that Saint John in you
(Brain in the college in Philly, call that Temple
I like a really huge ass)
Bend over, take her to church now she in U-Mass
Scoop my Spelman broad for all out sex
Show her 12 bedrooms, still there�s more house left
(Titty in my left hand
Drunk as a freshman on his tenth keg stand)
Got a sophomore, all jaw, give me drunk head
Roommate joined in, climbing down from the bunk bed
(Yeah) Matter of fact (No)
(Yo, I am so� throwed)
But still gave me a new demeanor
Chris Reeves graduated, I�m a super senior
[Hook]
[Hook:]
I got a house full of bitches, niggas, it is going down
I�m a hold my own, yeah
Bitches laying on the floor like it�s a crack house
Welcome to the frat house
Condoms, kegs, liquor, weed, pills
I�m a hold my own, yeah
Bitches laying on the floor like it�s a crack house
Welcome to the frat house
[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Your lady�s on my dick, you�ll probably be mad
If you find out I had her skipping biology class
You got comedy cash
I�m a quarter of the Slaughter, half of the dream team, the anomaly Bad
We here to riot the scene
Quiet your entire college up, tie up your dean
My Q-Dog�s on that step shit
I�m �bout to send a text to my next ex-bitch
Have you on pills, on �shrooms
Have you feeling like oh-la-la-laa
Now it�s sounding like Lauryn Hill�s in your dorm room
Spit at me wrong, get hit with my new llama
It�ll knock him out his shoes
Drop him on niggas then who dropping out of school
Slaughterhouse gang, streamers, confetti
The squeamish had better get ready, because
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Crooked I]
LBC, we them beach boys
We don�t need your education, we Pink Floyd
I�m getting destroyed
I�m getting oral from a [?] sexy decoy; she on that E boy
She paying tuition with webcam�s and PayPal
School in L.A. but she say she from 8 Mile
Her pussy hotter than a chili pepper
I tell her lay down and give it away give it away now
Later on, she�ll be wearing my Letterman jacket
Reach in your pocket (Mollies) medicine packet
Let �em attack it cause that�s my regular tactic
�Cause that�s what let�em get active, whoever said I�m romantic
Is wrong, hope you got a powerful chin
Cause they say blowjobs are flowers for men
I�m a need about a dozen, go get your guzzling cousins
And your trouser arouse us, we wilding again
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Joe Budden (w/ Joell Ortiz)]
See I�m an on-stage rock star
(Backstage porn star)
Gave my laptop (Then I threw her on the armoire)
Make it red storm when that Saint John in you
(Brain in the college in Philly, call that Temple
I like a really huge ass)
Bend over, take her to church now she in U-Mass
Scoop my Spelman broad for all out sex
Show her 12 bedrooms, still there�s more house left
(Titty in my left hand
Drunk as a freshman on his tenth keg stand)
Got a sophomore, all jaw, give me drunk head
Roommate joined in, climbing down from the bunk bed
(Yeah) Matter of fact (No)
(Yo, I am so� throwed)
But still gave me a new demeanor
Chris Reeves graduated, I�m a super senior
[Hook]