Lil Wayne – In This House (feat. Gucci Mane) Lyrics

In This House

Lil Wayne (feat. Gucci Mane)

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"In This House." - Lil Wayne (feat. Gucci Mane)

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 05:05 pm

Album: In This House (feat. Gucci Mane) - Single

Track No: 01

Actin' like they killers, but them **** just some hoes (Hoes)
We act like this a studio, this really just a trap
Everything we got, we had to whip it out the bowl (Whip it)
Before we shake your hand, we'd rather slap you with the strap (Pow)
A million cash in hunnids, now they bring it to the door (Racks)
20K for a coat that I ain't even wore (Guc')
This bitch so bad, I let her shop, I made 'em close the store (Store)
She think she trickin' me, but bitch don't know my pockets swole (The money)
Big bankroll, top floor South Beach (Top)
Long money Gucci, ask your bitch 'bout me (Ask)
Penthouse suite, four hoes, two weeks (Nyoom)
And all my shooters shootin' .223's 'bout me ('Wop)
Pick 'em with the AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a ****'s nose sweaty
But all the hoe shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
****, broke ass, where's your cash?
****, Santa Claus with no bag
****, you a ho-ho-ho-ass ****
(Hoes in this house, there's some hoes in this house)
(There's some hoes in this house, there's some hoes in this house)
You a ho-ho-ho-ass ****
Pick 'em with the AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a ****'s nose sweaty
But all the hoe shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
****, broke ass, where's your cash?
****, Santa Claus with no bag
****, you a ho-ho-ho-ass ****
Boy, you been a hoe, I remember, hoe
You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
He a hoe and she a hoe, now that's too many hoes
Boy, you been a hoe since Arsenio
Fuck your bitch, put her in the figure four
Scope on the gun, better visual
Silencer make the bullets tippy-toe
I don't give a fuck, never gave a fuck
'Cause I always knew that a better day'd come
Haven't been asleep, seven day run
Never knew how a Chevrolet run
Ice Cube, Eazy-E, Ren and Dre
I am the new N.W.A
**** with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Take lives like students took lessons
Jail time, felt like it took seconds
I'm a Goodfella, was a dope seller
All these hoe-****, must be Hoechella
(There's some hoes in this house, there's some hoes in this house)
(There's some hoes in this house, there's some hoes in this house)
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
You a ho-ho-ho-ass ****
**** with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a ****'s nose sweaty
But all the hoe shit still so smelly
**** with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a ****'s nose sweaty
But all the hoe shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
****, broke ass, where's your cash?
****, Santa Claus with no bag
****, you a ho-ho-ho-ass ****
No bullshit, my ****, I'm pushin' my triggers
They lookin' for **** in bushes, my ****
In the ocean, in the lake, in the woods, in the rivers
The skies was grey and the bullets was silver
Young Money on friend and my lady, my ****
You front on your money, you quittin', my ****
We kill you by breakfast and cook you for dinner
The lesbians say you a pussy-ass ****, ol' hoe-ass ****
I put some pressure on your hoe
Make her tell me what she know
Stop confessin' to that hoe
Stop confidin' in that hoe
Stop providin' for that hoe
You gon' die for that hoe
Suicide for that hoe
Boy, you been a hoe, I remember, hoe
You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
He a hoe and she a hoe, now that's too many hoes
**** with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a ****'s nose sweaty
But all the hoe shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
****, broke ass, where's your cash?
****, Santa Claus with no bag
****, you a ho-ho-ho-ass ****
Boy, you been a hoe (Boy, you been a hoe)
I remember, hoe (I remember, hoe)
You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
He a hoe and she a hoe, now that's too many hoes
(There's some hoes in this house)

Writer(s): Lil Wayne, Radric Davis, Matthew Barnes, Angel Aponte & Frank Rodriguez.

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