Lyrics:
to fate
Cause baby you're home to me
When I'm with you I can let my guard down
Baby you're all I need
Won't you please come home to me
I miss your touch
go down, go down
Oh babe, come on baby, come on back to me
St. Louis woman why won't you please come home
Yeah, yeah, yeah come on now, baby
on freeze
Baby pay attention please, I'm more coordinated then a dance team
Its my turn, my turn like advance green
My true religion is money, check out
on freeze
Baby pay attention please, I'm more coordinated then a dance team
Its my turn, my turn like advance green
My true religion is money, check out
I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself
What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by
Throwing up at the thoughts
Wondering why please don't go ma
I want her safe
I want her home
Who makes my meals
I call it home
No more
Coke boy
Rope boy
worth
Well if the chips fall down, I'll just have to handle it
Yeah so I'm stepping with the work, but now I
5,000 baby
My name is John Doe and I
called her my sunshine
And then she looked at me and said baby go deeper please
That's when I started going crazy like I was tryna give her a baby
a damn
I never gave a fuck
Big shout out to Lil' John
Got n****s fucked up
I chose my battles wisely
Playing for the home team
But life will do you dirty
Said I went down by that freight depot
And that freight train he come rollin' by
Lord and I sure ain't got no lovin' baby now
And I sure ain't got no
Honey evil laugh oh
Lcve is just a history that they may prove
And when you're gone
I'll tell them my rcligion's you
When Pontius comes to kill
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
you're gonna resign or not
Oh please come home, G
Delaware is where you were born
But at heart you're a 'Zonan
Just think about all of the memories
pretty papa's a jockey, and he sure don't ride for fun
If you see my jockey, I said please tell him hurry home
If you see my jockey, I said please tell him
Goin' south between the bridges
While the river's runnin' dry
And if ya can't come home
Please send your mind
(Send your mind)
(Send your mind)
heartbreak baby
(Baby please, don't make my heart break)
These niggas trying me at work and then I come home to this
All these niggas say they ride, they be
The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect
Bandstand
I don't want to walk without you baby
I don't want to walk without you, Baby
Walk without my arm about you, Baby
Oh, Baby, please come back
alone, I wish that you would hurry home
So baby trust me It's going on , better hurry home to me
Gotta surprise for you... there's nuthin that I won't
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
You wine and dine that nasty freak
Dropped her off and got a kiss on cheek
You never even know how she ran in the home
Jumped on the phone
resented it,
And people who come to call
Meet her in the hall.
The baby in the guest wing,
Who crouches by the grate,
Was walled up in the west wing
In
your man forevermore
I really miss you
You could come through
I don't wanna be alone
Baby come home
Day by day, we'll take this slow
Let's see where this
a letter
Sayin' he's returnin' home to me
Please Mister Postman
(Mister Postman, look and see) Oh yeah
(Is there a letter in your bag for me?)
Please
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