Lyrics:
maybe I'll never ever decide
Get out da way
I gotta get on home
I gotta get home as soon as I can
I gotta get home as soon as I can
I gotta get
Sorry if I can't get to the phone right now I was probably running home
Don't lose you're faith in me I'll keep my promises
If I said I'm gonna be there,
As soon as I get out that paper what im about
After 4 months home I had the Lan I shine
2 months later I copped the benz my nine
Stay all cocked even
worry baby)
Meet me at the southside
Get you home by midnight
Make sure that your daddy just don't know (daddy just don't know)
I'll put you in
avenues
As soon as I get home (you know, oh yeah), there's rumors and scattered news
You know my fantasies, am I feelin' things or can this be
Your
back home
We've got a weekend tee time
For thirty-six holes
Let's get your throwback 1990s
Green Ford Ranger fired up
I can't believe our old cd
Is still
up nigga T3 nigga Bahtem
When the M-Ill get home we're gonna win
First one to fall cats with no chin
The mic the black hold remain smokin'
nigga Bahtem
When the M-Ill get home we're gonna win
First one to fall cats with no chin
The mic the black hold remain smokin'
And ladies up in the place
high to it
Get high to it yeah
I'm smoking everywhere I go
(No sticks, no seeds, just Al Green)
I always gotta keep one rolled
(I keep that, need that,
Well it was soon gonna be noon in the middle of June
I took my…first breath and clambered out of the womb
I started crying cos I knew that it'd be
I'm working late I said I'll soon be home
All the while the girl was home alone
Let me tell you what she crying for
(Why?)
'Cause I'm fly
Yeah he
quarantine
Imma get that bag by any means
You ain't funny nigga, Peele and key
Get to that bag I get fuckin' green
Get to that bag instant
Ain't talkin'
a silver spoon
Unemployment's up, I'm surrounded by goons
People here don't have any food
And as soon as work starts, it's closed down by dude
I can't
had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
alone it gets mighty cold
Don't act as if you did not know
She let me play with her heart
I'm working late I said I'll soon be home
All the while the girl
nail
Never even get no mail
She's so far from all that goes with
Home cookin', home cookin'
I'm afraid I shoulda stayed at home
(With a porch
dale
And then I step on a rusty nail
(Bob)
Never even get no mail
She's so far from all that goes with
(Both)
Home cookin', home cookin'
I
)
Home alone on holidays so what should I do
Window shopping by the fireplace I'm thinking bout you
My list this year is just me wishing that I'd do better
Rich man, he came home one day
Looking for his lady
Servants told him one and all
She's gone with the Gypsy Davy
Said, "Saddle up my horse for
the G's
Plunder Brothers here get down on your knees
Hands up
Everybody freeze
Hit up your joint withdraw the green
Timing impeccable
Getaway clean
Plunder
Everybody in the room is alright
Throw me a discount because I wanna get high
You should owe me some for after last night
I thought we would be dead as soon
Soon as spring break ho's home from college want to fuck us
I ain't here to drop knowledge on you suckas
I'll sick rottweiler's on you fuckas, cops
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