Eddie'S House

I'm working out, you know
'Cause I did a movie with Eddie Murphy
And I was very fat

I was fat in Boomerang
I was, Eddie wanted me to look fat
'Cause you know what I'm saying?
He didn't want me looking better than him
He knew I had potential for the ladies
So he didn't want me to look better than him
But that was cool, I ain't mind it
Said, "Fuck it, I'ma be aight"
So I worked the weight off now and shit, so, you know

Went over to Eddie's house though, during the movie, man
Wow, Eddie has a beautiful fucking house, man
I walked in his house, this man had indoor pool, outdoor pool
Bowling alley, music studio, racquetball court
Airstrip, every goddamn thing in the house
And you walk in a big ass house like this
It's hard to act like you ain't no bitch
I walked in like a bitch, like, "Oh, shit

This is real nice, Eddie, this is real nice"
And I ain't wanna leave the motherfucker
'Cause Eddie was like, "Well, I'm about
To go to bed, you know, get some rest"
I was like, "You don't wanna ball tonight?
Let me hear your album one more time
What's up, what's up, what's up with you? What's up with you?"

But you know what I found out though?
Women don't leave your asses quick when you got a nice place, do they?
Motherfuckers, some of you ladies know a comfortable
Goddamn roof over your head when you see one
But let you have some fucked up shit, some piss-infested shit
You better not say them words, "Get out, get out"
"Shit, bye, motherfucker, I thought your ass would never say nothing
You keep everything I brought over here, you probably pissed on that"

Let you have some nice shit, some fly shit
Oh, they act like they gon' leave your ass
You in front of 'em, "Look here, look, fuck all this, fuck all that

I'm tired of all this motherfucking arguing, you know what I'm saying?
You can't respect me, the love I'm trying to give to you
All this shit is yours, you know what I'm saying?
Indoor pool, outdoor, racquetball court, all this shit is yours
The acres, this shit is your shit
Yeah, I know it's material, but it's
Your shit, you know what I'm saying?
I tried to share that shit with you, you know what I'm saying?
But you don't like that shit, pack your
Shit and get the fuck out then, leave"

They play that shit off quick, "Fuck
You, I don't give a fuck what you have
Your little indoor pool, outdoor pool

Your little bowling alley, little music studio, that's material, okay?
Material don't make the motherfucker hard
Motherfucker, that don't make the hard

That don't make the hard
I give a fuck what you have, okay?
Fuck you, keep all your little bullshit
Fuck you, keep all that shit"

Then they walk through the door and turn around
"Why you acting like this?
Come on, let's walk the acres and talk about it"