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Albums:

Daughtry [Bonus Track] (Daughtry) · Daughtry (Daughtry) · Daughtry [Deluxe Version] (Daughtry) · A Tribute to Daughtry (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dee Carstensen: Home away from home (Dee Carstensen) · Home Sweet Home [Bonus Tracks] (Terry Manning) · Home Sweet Home (Kano) · Home [Home...Plus] (Procol Harum) · Home Sweet Home (Limp Bizkit) · Hellucination b/w Home Sweet Home (Smif-N-Wessun) – and 90 other albums »


that ooh ahh sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet 
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
Tryin' to be loved
I'm 30 mill and a fan club
What you got signed for
I spent on some rugs
DVD's and TV's and that's just in the car
Borderline genius
in pubs
Tryin' to be loved
I'm 30 mill and a fan club
What you got signed for

I spent on some rugs
DVD's and TV's and that's just in the car
little body-adi-adi (do you want it?)
Girl I wanna freak your body-adi-adi (what you want it?)
I just wanna take you home with me

She get it from her
home 
I'll get you right

I pictured me holding you
I pictured you holding me
We can watch a movie girl
I just bought some brand new dvd's
And I
[M.I.A.:]
We do it cheap, hide our money in a heap
Send it home and make 'em study fixing teeth
I got a family, a friend in need
A hand to throw
bitch yo nigga
you dream about
Got the title the car with the keys to your house
Cuase I neva let em know
Revenue's rollin in by the minute
Playboy's
bitch yo nigga
you dream about
Got the title the car with the keys to your house
Cuase I neva let em know
Revenue's rollin in by the minute
Playboy's
on chrome
Down south we got dvd's inside our home

[Lil' Flip]
Down south we ballin for the millennium
I got a drop escalade and I ain't even twenty-one
see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be
high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
on pout with the 5th on lean
Trill dvd playin' on my screen sittin' on cream 
man you know what I mean

[Chorus]
Now if I catch you at the light (i
out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the drive-by's
It was the fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb
high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
(Shine), whip Rover's not Honda's
(Shine), I'm a spend it 'til it's gone
(Shine), don't know when I'm comin' home
(Shine), pop X and drank Cris'
(Shine),
fifty
Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin'
And if I hit one time she's limpin'
And if he trick one dime he's simpin'
'Cause we don't do it like
believe that's us
And when the mics are on and we bust
It like an adrenalin rush
To your home and mine too and everyone behind you
As long as you keep
see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be
and packing our chrome
We the flyiest gangsters

Follow, I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo
Coupe VT, it's like DVD when I flow
Feel me, I'm loved like
and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyiest gangsters

Follow, I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo
Coupe VT, it's like DVD
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It
all hustlas
Pushin' the product, connected by the narcotics
Hella melodic when NATAS drop it, I got it
30,000 feet out in the air, I parachute on ya
I ain't gon' bite off more than I can handle
I got the DVD all in my wall panel

I ain't try to brag, this is on my dick, 'cause they see in a mag
wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit

Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down
Trill Dvd Playin On My Screen Sittin On Cream Man You Know What I Mean

[Chorus:]
Now If I Catch You At The Light (I Swang On Em Swang On Em)
Dat Candy