The Crack House Lyrics - The Elephant In The Room - Fat Joe

I'm sleepin' on a billion dollars! 

I'm eatin', I'm eatin' 

I'm sleepin' on a billion dollars! 

Oh no, Oh Joe, he's did it he's back 

In the back of that black Maybach trippin' 

Now blow that motherfucking kush up in the sky 

La la la la la la la 

Bumpin' that Kanye, you can't tell me nothing, riiight? 

La la la la la la la la la la 

Hand on the shotgun, and I'm ridin' shotgun 

Uzis, banana clips, what what, I got some 

Bullets are wholesale, food stamps, coupons 

Yellow mustard Phantom car it Grey Poupon 

I can make it Pacman Jones in here too long 

We up a hundred grand whenever I hear a new song 

C'mon c'mon there's too many ringtones 

2.8 whatcha want me to tell ya? 

Make it rain, Mary Anna go and grab an umbrella 

Ella, ella, ella, HOLY SHIT! 

So much coke a nigga have to shovel it 

So much coke a nigga change his government 

Now we can all sing along for the fuck of it 

Crack, crack, crack, crack! 

Heeey, this is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse 

I mean I'm talkin' more pies than a frat house 

This is a problem, this is not music 

I hope you find it cuz he about to lose it 

Joey don't do it, Joey done did it 

Joey keep doin' it until you're done wit' it 

Bring em to the crackhouse, show em the crackhouse 

Take em to the crackhouse, we in the crackhouse 

You gotta touch your toes or I'm out 

Fuck a club I got a strip pole in my house (yeah!) 

6 million ways to make it rain, hold up 

Conflicts in my chain from Mangola 

Convicts in my plane when we roll up 

And they hustle yay NOT VITAMIN WATER 

Fat cuz I'm so rich, rich cuz I'm so hood 

Uzi your whole whip, nigga I'm that hood 

You flow cold but Joe flow sicker 

Even Reverend Al be like, "Joe's that nigga!" 

John Gotti, Supreme Team show 

These are the niggas you compare to Joe, HELLO! 

This is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse 

I mean I'm talkin' more pies than a frat house 

This is a problem, this is not music 

I hope you find it cuz he about to lose it 

Joey don't do it, Joey done did it 

Joey keep doin' it until you're done wit' it 

Bring em to the crackhouse, it's the crackhouse 

Walk em to the crackhouse, we in the crackhouse 

Get em, Joey just get em 

Get em, get on them 

And if they piss you off you shit on them 

And if they piss you off you shit on them 

Hey Weez just stop right thurr 

Shit I don't let em go, get the whole block clear 

These niggas actors, they are not there 

And there time's tickin' like an Altomare 

First nigga pop up and we gave him the piece 

Next nigga pop up leave him under the sheets 

C'mon papa, you talkin to ME 

Ain't nobody else runnin' these streets COCKSUCKER! 

Heeey, this is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse 

Man I'm talkin' more pies than a frat house 

This is the problem, this is not music 

I hope you find it cuz he about to lose it 

Joey don't do it, Joey done did it 

Joey keep doin' it until you're done wit' it 

Take em to the crackhouse 

They don't want the crackhouse, they don't want the crackhouse 

Kick em out the crackhouse 

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