Let Us Through the Door - Luniz, D-Fuller

I got thirty niggas with me yeah I know

We on that cognac and kush, we moving slow

We got some bad ones that we ain’t hearing no

We the show, nigga let us through the door

I got thirty niggas with me yeah I know

We on that cognac and kush, we moving slow

We got some bad ones that we ain’t hearing no

We the show, nigga let us through the door

Hey bruh you kidding (Nah, nah, be cool)

Fuck that tripping

Why man 'cause living

I’m famous, I’m what I’m sipping

I’m guessing he ain’t never seen a teen coon

Just do your fucking job nigga and point me to my green room

Damn, this shit wall to wall

What’s up ladies, I’ma need all of y’all

Green room, yeah I’ma follow y’all

Be my guest, lead the way

Ey, you watch GOT?

I’m from Casterly Rock

Wait, you ask same things

That ain’t gotta ask me (Bring it)

I’m a night owl, I don’t sleep

I’m up all night even

Damn and you taken?

You ain’t playing, I’m just saying

where you staying?

'Cause that’s what I be

We’ll go down

I got thirty niggas with me yeah I know

We on that cognac and kush, we moving slow

We got some bad ones that we ain’t hearing no

We the show, nigga let us through the door

I got thirty niggas with me yeah I know

We on that cognac and kush, we moving slow

We got some bad ones that we ain’t hearing no

We the show, nigga let us through the door

Nigga let’s begin

Game time yeah let’s begin

That’s two bad hoes, both lesbian

Still get blow from the Mexicans

Got money on the books like

Nigerian

Got the tech in the motherfucker simian

I’m a big chief, you a Indian

Been a hot boy since the BG

Hundred packs, I send the bin

I sell three time dope for the dividend

Call me puff daddy with the Benjamin

Stay tapped in, no metal man

no citizen

Sell on he side like a Timberland

My nigga, yo

I’m in popping bottle with my

In Miami I be working with my

and I be pulling up that

let us through the door

Before I know it down

And that chopper chop knock choppers down

Got Blac Chyna, got Miley Cyrus

Got Whitney Houston, got Bobby Brian

Got Wiz Khalifa, got

Got got

MJ, got

Nigga what

I got thirty niggas with me yeah I know

We on that cognac and kush, we moving slow

We got some bad ones that we ain’t hearing no

We the show, nigga let us through the door

I got thirty niggas with me yeah I know

We on that cognac and kush, we moving slow

We got some bad ones that we ain’t hearing no

We the show, nigga let us through the door