Nobody Home

Let's creep on the low. Got the smoke, money blow. DNA crew at the door. Open up, that's po-po. I got my dust on my shin. Got the keys from the whip. Won't go in through the door, so I jump Through the window. Excuse me, sir. Excuse me. Are you okay? Are you alright? Yeah, I'm on my way to the club. Straight that shit, that's that's the One. Alright now, at the club. See them hoes, say what's up. Hey, mama, I got the snow. Let's get high, money rolls. Alright now, at the club. See them hoes, say what's up. Hey, mama, I got the snow. Let's get high, money rolls. Alright now, at the club. See them hoes, say what's up. Hey, mama, got the snow. Let's get high, money rolls. So right now, we have some fun. Po-po here before the sun. I gotta run, and you know how. I just gotta jump through window. Window. Excuse me, sir. Excuse me. Are you okay? Are you alright? Yeah, I'm on my way to the club. Straight that shit, That's The one. Straight the one. Straight shit, that's the one.