Lyrics:
PREHOOK:
I DRUNK ALL MY WHISKEY
AND I’M TIRED BABY
I NEED YOU HOME
PLEASE COME HOME
VERSE ONE:
I CALLED YOU A THOUSAND TIMES GIRL (GIRL)
HOPING
tools, it's time to come home. You've been laboring, in the heat of the day. Gather in all your tools, you're coming home to stay.
Because I've sung
, call home if ya change your mind.
Oh, I don't mind.
I guess I saw it comin' day by day.
But, oh, I could not stand the failure.
Before you leave,
Oh, yeah, yeah, uh
DTP, yeah, how we do
Call you, and you can call me
Whatever you want to do, baby
Ha, come on
Uh
Give me a call if you
from easing and blocking and squeezing
Stop me from pushing, and loving, and pushing
Come on, (can we get together) yeah yeah
(baby, baby, please
ice in the wing like Rondo's
Million dollar convos, we on those
A lotta clowns in the game
They mama should've aborted 'em
Snitch and come home
Y'all
spit I make it sounds easy
Your girls eyeing me up she might come please me
When I spit my lyrics are cynical, rapping ability is at it's pinical
Better
so what I think I should do, is
Go find a home and set up a room for when he comes over
And get the fridge full of food, if I'm going to be a father
were divined
By the disenchanted tone at the end of the line, hang up
He tried to look strong in front of mom back up
John stop lookin' forward
You see me cruisin' down, better step inside
Ain't enough room to fit you all in the ride
First come, first serve basis
You know Hov' be goin'
at home
Come on baby, I just can't take it no more
Help me out
Please Mr. Telephone Man
Help me out
Please Mr. Telephone Man
at home
Come on baby, I just can't take it no more
Help me out
Please Mr. Telephone Man
Help me out
Please Mr. Telephone Man
sister's on the phone telling me my baby
Ain't at home
Come on baby I just can't take it no more
Help me out
Please Mr. Telephone Man
Help me out
Please Mr.
at home
Come on baby, I just can't take it no more
Help me out
Please Mr. Telephone Man
Help me out
Please Mr. Telephone Man
yeah, yeah, right by my side
I need you here by my side
But I can't have you, baby
But I'll be home soon, I'll be home soon, yeah
Alright, woooh
Oh, yeah, yeah, uh
DTP, yeah, how we do
Call you, and you can call me
Whatever you want to do, baby
Ha, come on
Uh
Give me a call if you
building schools
For boys and girls the thought of home gets me out of my bed
I said you got them tools?
Get them shits up out of the shed, come
goin' up
Day-by day, every hour, we out this world
Fly high to the sky
The price is getting high
Please, baby girl, come take my
Hand, we'll go far, you
now tuned in, baby
To the nеw classic
New Machine, keep the peace, keep 'em dancing
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party please, please
to where I are
So star if you remember me, tell the people please, no need, I got gassed in the galaxy
Tag along. Oh yeah they back home
They tagging on like
don't even come on
You're far from home so leave it alone
You creeping with the king of the throne
You sleeping in a tee and a thong
With your hair in
don't even come on
You're far from home so leave it alone
You creeping with the king of the throne
You sleeping in a tee and a thong
With your hair in
Baby please don't call my phone
I just need to be alone
Put it on do not disturb
Put my phone on airplane mode
Baby please don't call my phone
I just
Yo, First off haters fuck em
No bedtime stories but you
Know somebody tuckin'
As my dough gets nice they
Just come by the dozen
But them hoes still
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