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POC round here
Fuck with the clique

Runnin' round town with the soldiers
Side by side with the owners
The ways of before can't hold us
We all masked up

Grip nigga we want smoke
Glock with the switch hit da block reload
Call up City got Supa in the 4
Trappin them bags at Cuzo store
12 ride by keep ya eye

She's your miss
And I'm gone
This is really what you wanna see
I can take your bitch home guaranteed
You really wanna see a nigga bleed
Take a shot nigga

on my cell phone
Late night when you need my love

Just hold on we're going home
I know when that hotline bling
Just hold on we're going home
The best I

a Uber home
You looked and someone fell on their dome
Friends we're already off the drugs
They looking sloppy like some slugs
They're peer pressuring you

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home, mmm
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone

and I dropped out of college
I'm fly as hell yo bitch smell YSL and she going jock it
Where I'm at they call this dope back home just call this shit

Verse
I could play the piano
But tomorrow I still gotta go
To a city far from home
Gotta go make some dough

Baby you should hold me now
No no don't

For you I'll risk it all
Praying that you hold me down
When I'm falling You pick me up
Girl I got to keep you around
We be going round for round
We

home to your family
Stay by the fire side bright

Irene good night
Irene good night
Good night Irene
Good night Irene
I'll hold you in my dreams

You

Different People

Biffy Clyro

Opposites

2013

land
We're alive tonight

I am going home forever and ever more
No I was never born and there's no such thing as home
We used to stand so strong

Let Me Walk, Lord, By Your Side

The Stanley Brothers

Angel Band: The Classic Mercury Recordings

1995

God bless you, welcome home

Steer me on the righteous pathway
Help me humbly to abide
Hold me to your precious bosom
Let me walk, Lord by your side

with some people in France
My Hotline blingin like Drake but I ain't doing no Dance
If by chance you need a plug I need my guap in advance
I'm your man

or go home
Take that pistol out you shoot
Or you get hit in the dome
I grew up around killers
I was raised by scammers
Man my momma even did
Her f*cking

dogs out the gate
When he get home he straight 
We gone fly straight to LA
Sit in the back of the wraith 
Count up and think about buying 
A house by

what we see
You niggas going broke just tryna rap and sell a few g's
When I shop on the packs know they touch down
When I'm mobile know it's gone when

Nigga don't talk when I'm talking
Not tryna marry I'm too busy poppin
This gun giving heat like uh' motherfuckin rocket
Live by the corner, these

Me Home On The 8th, Shii Just Glad To See Another Day. They Showing Fake Love To My Face Like I'm Drake, Shii Just Gotta Get Em Out The Way. Watch For

specialist that send em by thousands
Marios Luigis peaches n this castle
Toads on alert turn bowser to a tadpole
Paid lawyers talking bout bringing my dad home

my Dad
I'ma hit a home run every time I'm next to bat
I can tell by the way you dress, you ain't never had A stack

I can't stop right now cause I

said, bitch, nah
Like Drake, I mix that condom with hot sauce, okay
My joints, how I fuck my bitch, cause that shit Raw, okay
Aye, never turn on your bro,

and Duncans
Slim home back pumping
Like the Reebok reissue
HK blow out tissue
Phlegm brain stem
Drake pistol
ICBM missle
If its bout money son Liston
Cant fight

at the cookout
Now I got my own car, I'm going home
Every girl I want, she mentally ill
It's something always wrong
I be starting trends
They act like they don't

that's because my homes sick
The drive between my lines should make you feel like it's a road trip
So sick
I'm in a young body but when I spit, I'm like