Lyrics:
It's DJ-Z!
Cashmase
Lady P
Sedia B
Baby can you be my cherry on top
Tell me, can you tie a knot?
She got that red lip gloss
Want that cream? Then
And your lover might live
Life to give, life to take
Never making mistakes
All wise enjoying everything right and exact
Poor facts, pro-black
Donnelly Homes
it on back, lean it on back)
(Lean it on back, yeah)
Like a pocket seat of a black Camaro
And a spot out by the lake
Where we turned up, we
niggas money's gettin' low
But could you come back though, set up shop, and get the fat glow?
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal
me
I
I
I wanna take
You home with me
Home with me
All I want is good days
Followed by some good nights
If you be my baby
We can drink in all
tonight (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ooh, baby (baby, I need you)
Gotta get you home with me tonight (right here)
Grabbed me by the hand and led the way
Outside
skillet
And I provide you a ticket to visit your creator
My little mini-mes can't eat a favor
My sweat and toil ain't for the love of labor
I live by
voice in your head
Yeah I know, yeah I know, I'm talking to Him
Take me home, take me home, take me home again
Take me home, take me home, take me home
Griot B
cwww Thank you I'm back - Wait.. Where is my wig at?
Come on.. Make sure my edges are laid flat. .
Welcome to Black Made That - cll that
Who fail at takin' it to rhyme degrees
Man, you know them whack poems get no play in our homes (nah, man)
You need to not get nappy with me
Or else
comfortable
Get comfortable, comfortable
Let's stay in for the night
Maybe take a walk outside
Let's distance your pride
Me fall in love with your mind
If
I'm sick of seeing black boys killed in the streets
Disgusted by the chemicals they put in our meats
Our kids hate the skin they're in
Because
keep safe for Pete's sake
Black eye, my guy, say my man, he's gonna need steak
What's the hold up, beefcake? How long could this beef take
Shattered
to undress her, yes sir
Ain't no pressure, later that semester
She put me down with her home girl name Tanisha
She was so vicious, lips so luscious
Suck
tonight (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ooh, baby (baby, I need you)
Gotta get you home with me tonight (right here)
Grabbed me by the hand and led the way
Outside
sucked out your mum’s punani
You look like you’ve got cancer
So clashing me is not the answer
So you're better of going back
To the strip club
Carry
because I got stood up
But still got some box the big screen when she looked up
Went back home to write raps off boone farms and that damn Paul Masson
gone
Black clouds
That follow me
Home is gone as long
cs I follow them back
To the top of the mountain
Where I know life strikes
To humble us
on my own,
Notice how she calls me when you're gone,
Notice how you haven't figured out the rhymes,
My schemes,
To how I get to things,
How my lips
and rave
I'm raw plus I got more plants to blaze
Fiends came back with thieves
With files Long as Stant isle
And back to Queens
We strap black Mac's with
and consideration
For my fellow man
But when lip service to some
Mysterious deity permit's bestiality on
Wednesday and absolution on Sunday
- cash me out
But aren't
This, happy home
This, happy home
Yeah
Back in the days it was hard for black actors
They had to lighten they skin with makeup like Max Factor
My
a nigga want is some of that lip service
Yeah, oh, I take ATL DOA, MIA it's KOD
When you hear them albums back
I'll be going straight OD
Straight OD,
with my Clan but you be fearing it
Face one, I'm guaranteed to make you take one
Please, y'all niggaz money getting low
But did you come back, set up
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