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family
So take me into your home
Buddy take me in as your next generation
And Ill take you out of the loans, ten million to one


The black market white
out)

Shut up and jump in your Geo Storm
'Cause you ain't going home till the early morn
See tonight you and your friends
Is coming with me
to give you things now you're throwing 'em back
Access to the visa, the keys to the flat 
Widescreen tv, dvd's & that
All of a sudden you be trippin'
you gon' do oo-oo, if I touch you if I put my lips on you oo-oo
If we took you back to the crib just me and you oo-oo
All night I want to play just say
take a little bit of everything I ever learned with me anywhere on this globe I go
No body can take that, think back
Linda Mae gave me the name
Now
wit me
Yup in my black tee, wit the nine underneath
I ain't gotta keep telling y'all niggas I'ma G
I'ma just cock back and leave sum blood on ya
by a bad ass bitch? (Yeah that's me) Hm?

Now Super Socka with Gin and Seagrams and sweet and sour
Sippin, suckin on my sausage gave the stripper some
a lie
I'm only asking but I
I think you know
Come on take me away
Come on take me away
Come on take me home
Home again

And if the mountain should
return from my deadly sleep
The only chance I've been given, my destiny
Take me home, take me home

Black as a hole is the soil I was walking
As black
at the back lodge
We made it to the river and we never touch a black top

My country road take me home
Take me to the place where I was born
My country
a lie
I'm only asking but I
I think you know
Come on take me away
Come on take me away
Come on take me home
Home again

And if the mountain should
nice but nigga that's life
Black black on the scratch, no tradin back
2000 'Llac, can you fuck with that?
Me, Mack, 40, Shot and Bosko
All strapped
ask Hank Aaron
Went from riding in back of the bus, to owning them hoes
Throwing DVD's in em, balling out of control
See a set of 24's, don't make me
ask Hank Aaron
Went from riding in back of the bus, to owning them hoes
Throwing DVD's in em, balling out of control
See a set of 24's, don't make me
Get back up in the streets, so the rumors can be dead 
Cause I'm the rapper that they dread, like Lil' Wayne's head 
Bumba claat watch, now watch me I'm
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 the floor

This is Russian radio here
Calling you to come back home
This is Russian radio here
Run while you still can

Different sides we take our
take off them twenties and put them big 23's on

Watchin' the latest DVD's with the TV's on
It's hot AC in winter can turn your heat on
You hear them
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
that's what I'm sayin laid back in my room
wait a minute let me call my ace coon boone
i know he know where it is where it was and where it's goin be
asleep
For which my reputation swept back home in drag
And the moral of this magic spell
Negotiates my hide
When God did take my logic for a ride
Mercedes trucks
Lexus trucks
Cadillac trucks
All the best for your buck
Six TV's with DVD's
Twenty-G's worth of sound so a nigga can hear me
We shine
Mercedes trucks
Lexus trucks
Cadillac trucks
All the best for your buck
Six TV's with DVD's
Twenty-G's worth of sound so a n**** can hear me
We shine
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