[Intro]

I came, I came, I came to rock, I came to rock the house tonight too

[Chorus]

Born in '94, this sound like '92

Everything around me the cash rules

But I'm out here makin' moves and shit

Still I bum stickity bum stickity fuck yo' bitch

Now who came to rock the house tonight? You, you

Who came to rock the house tonight? You, you

[Verse 1]

I bum stickity bum stickity bust my nut

All on your girlfriend's face, while I smack her butt

Make her do gymnastics, while I'm in those guts

And she gave me gas money, I spent that on blunts, aw yeah

And I fucked her at your mom's house

I peed on your toothbrush and mobbed out

But I had no condom, oh jeez

I hope this bitch doesn't have a disease, God damnit

But I don't know what the plan is

No major labels fuckin' with me, guess we independent

Shout out to Mr. Cannon, shout out Tre Boog though

I hit the club on a skateboard and still pull hoes

Better watch out for my gang, they gon' bring the bang

Hella Mary Jane, hella propane, gassin'

On the freeway dippin', stolen whippin' but I'm white

Police ain't trippin', yeah

[Chorus]

Born in '94, this sound like '92

Everything around me the cash rules

But I'm out here makin' moves and shit

Still I bum stickity bum stickity fuck yo' bitch

Now who came to rock the house tonight? You, you

Who came to rock the house tonight? You, you

[Verse 2]

Yeah, it's five hundred for a ad-lip

For you ass backward ass rappin' ass has-beens

Better watch yo' fuckin' mouth

Got a full squad of criminals down to rob a house

It can be yours, seen it before

But I was on tour, I got alibis, whore

I get paid cash 'fore I even see a door

Fuckin' bitches every night and they all so gorgeous, damn

I'm the motherfuckin' man

But can't afford a pound, smokin' weed by the gram, God damn

Bitch, I wish you would

Tryna come around here talkin' 'bout that I went Hollywood

Just 'cause I'm fuckin' model bitches

Bitch, better mind yo' business

Never do pay attention to the hate, I'm politickin'

Can't front on my ambition, I ain't here to kick it

Better make a donation if you plannin' on fellowshippin', ugh

[Chorus]

Born in '94, this sound like '92

Everything around me the cash rules

But I'm out here makin' moves and shit

Still I bum stickity bum stickity fuck yo' bitch

Now who came to rock the house tonight? You, you

Who came to rock the house tonight? You, you