Lyrics:
And you say "Baby, you know there's somethin' on my mind!
"You say "Baby there's somethin' on my mind
I know that you're home and I know you ain't all
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
it's my muthafuckin last one
Every nigga and they mama askin why
But I'm in the game live by the game
And in the game I'ma die
And if I die or should
it's my muthafuckin last one
Every nigga and they mama askin why
But I'm in the game live by the game
And in the game I'ma die
And if I die or should
thugs at the club, and they got the nines showin
Dirty pimpin g's, one of my dreams, player now listen
Lotta blacks locked down, but comin back around in
you change your mind, yeah
Oh, I don't mind
I guess I saw it comin' day by day
Oh, I could not stand the failure
Before you leave, there's but one
You'll get by without me if you want
I could be the one to take you home
Baby we could rock the night alone
If we never get down it shouldn't be the let
if you gon' survive
Every night shit, every day shit
Droppin' baby off at home before my night shift
You know I can't hear none of that spend
It's time for me to go now, and I don't think I'll make it back
Sorry I won't make it back
Momma I ain't comin' back home, back home
I walk a lonely
everthing
just right
Ha,ha,ha,ha,
I can see him leavin' home
Ha,ha,ha,ha,just can't wait
till we're alone
Who's gonna come,uh huh
My special soup's
all nice
'round again
But today it's do or die
My baby's is home where I belong
And this is still my day
I am hangin' on and I am comin' on strong
And I
nickel-plated burners
And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch
I told her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich
Conspiracy, she'll be home in three
tonight (yeah)
they love them bars so I had to say them twice.
Itz Goodlook
Bikelyfe we lit (we lit)
in Cincinnati this is BikelyfeX shit
how we comin
A.K.A. Baby Flex
You bein' charged wit home invasion and hoe slaughter
For fuckin' another nigga's bitch
Listen close to what I say, dog, it might hurt ya
there's somethin on my mind!
"You say "Baby there's somethin on my mind -
I know that you're home and I know you ain't all alone! "
So you start
I've been waiting so long
I've been sitting by the phone 'cause I miss you baby
I'm losing my mind
It must be a crime but I still wanna kiss you
holmes I'm back on my shit
I don't mangle I'm like Pringles stackin my chips
Clappin' my fifth you the test me types
Comin' out wit a blade and get
finally came home, gon' ball again, all of that, on God, uh (doot-doot-doot)
My baby momma know I'm a dawg, I'll be home again (yeah, yeah)
I'm sorry for
I'm all alone
By the phone
In the zone
Face the storm
Wonderin', if you ever comin' home
I try to run the streets and play
But that feelin' just
got 'em comin' to me
That's a lil something I learned from the streets
Yea I can't say I'm trapped out cuz I juug off my laptop
But junkies'll pass by
would think that Bagg was comin' through
Smile in my face but like a plastic bag I see through you
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah you fucked 'em
better than the photos
I can't find your house, send me the info
Drivin' through the gated residential
Found out I was comin', sent your friends home
of the main reasons I don't give a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When
just my time, baby
I cried for the sunshine
Now I've found sweet love from above
Everyone needs a little sometimes
But the rain keeps comin' down
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