This is a song about "Cori in the house"

All the motherfuckers in the house say yeh.

Your mommy honestly hanging with me making bukkake

Saw the house she ran up in and shot her fuckin' porch up

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

The man of the house came out and said he shot you in the head

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Dynamic funk in the house, better kick the buckets,

I have a dream in which i will succeed, blow up like a balloon,

On the way to his house i got in the unlocked door and went straight to his room