Lyrics:
Gideon standin' by the door
He walked up and said hey brother
What's this group here for
Well Giddie said
Well alright this is testimony night
Have a seat
Hey Hey
Well it's a Good Ass Saturday, I'm all alone
Lady gone for the weekend and I'm sittin at home
Stuck myself up to the couch and I'm on my
another ordinary day
Good day
You can't come home with me
Hey
Just another ordinary day
A good day
You came along to see-e
She comes home from work every night,
Sits in her apartment hoping the phone would ring,
Ends up staying home to watch TV,
Makes excuses for herself
the milf
Is your mom home
Cause I'm trynna bone
Hey lil mama lemme talk to you
Lemme tell you things that I'm trynna do
Got you in the sauna while the kids
the candlelight of home
Burns so very far away
Well, you got to let your soul shine
Just like my daddy used to say
He used to say soulshine
It's better than
by simple things like bills, they tryin to mark my location
At home or on vacation through my ChemicalBank card
They tryin to kill the God
soul
So you can tell the devil to pack up and go home
I'm dangerous
Hey I'm dangerous
Hey I'm dangerous
Hey I'm dangerous
Hey I'm dangerous
I Never
bones before we know
We were singing this melody
Stop the car pulled out the guitar
Halfway to New Orleans
Said take me home
Said take me home
Could
daddy (Hey dad!)
They like the way a muh'fucka creep,
Through the hood in a caddy
I'm a mack in my own right, like Cube said
Getting my dick sucked in
chances
Oh baby, we weren't scared
Mmm
Your daddy drew a hard line,
Wanted his baby home by nine
We'd sit there in the drive, took 45 minutes to say goodbye
swagger like puff
No one on the corner have swagger like puff
Swagger like us, swagger like puff
Sing this song for me bitch
Hey yo P give me my gun
Hey! Hey! Hey!
[Chorus]
(But she's a freak though)
She got angel eyes, wit the baby face
(But she's a freak though)
I want my momma and daddy
Is he really goin' out with ‘er? I don't know. Look, here he comes now. Let's ask
‘im. Hey, Murray, is it true Betty's wearin' your ring?
still crime in the city
But it's good to be free
Yeah
Now I come from a family
That has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to daddy
On the telephone
his home.
And when he died, all he left us was alone."
Hey, Mama, is it true what the say, that Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama,
Saturday
Bobby gets a phone call
Another world away from home
He says, 'I love you dad'
Daddy says it right back
Wish I could reach through this phone
But that didn't matter 'cause his daddy bailed him out.
DUI, that is. Criminal record. Cover-up.
Well, the first thing you know little Georgie goes
braggin', I'm boastin'
I'm black as fuck
And just be draggin' my scrotum
My medic fucking had a header
So have us in robes
Half don't have a daddy at home
so I'ma eat anyway, regardless (fuck it)
Tray Tray happy as fuck 'cause daddy been home every day (I love y'all)
Ari happy as fuck 'cause daddy home
myself in a room full of niggas
Focused on hittin stains and gettin' bitches
I don't speak, I'm silent as a mouse by my own house
With a bit
been touched by your daddy
Have you been touched by somebody that you knew
I don't give a fuck about your agony, why
Hey, bitch, have you ever seen
Hello
Hey, baby
How far are you
About to exit the interstate
What's up, babe
Nothing much
I made your favorite dinner
And tonight, I'm the dessert
Aye yo, listen, I'm bootcamping at the group home, right
Blah, zay, blah, and all that
I'm ready to flex
I'm about to slay like Kay
Mister, you can't
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