Lyrics:
plum
Throw her arms around me
Till I thought my time had come
You better get on home (You better get on home)
You better get on home (You better get
walk through the doorway
In the cab and we're livin our best day
Head for home and the vinyl begins to sing
Me and Bobby McGee Janis Joplin and Free
Love
I'm home, yeah, yeah-yeah
I've been wakin' the spirits of millions more to come
A million illegally downloaded my truth over the drums
I believe in
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
the party begin, all over your body
Rowdy rowdy party, everybody gettin naughty
[big ed (mo b. dick in background)]
(can you come home with me)
Do you wanna
ritual
Trapsum in the club then get home get physical
Bring that back lets come wid dis
Re remixxx a' lil sumtin like
U noe wa a a i can be ur bad boy
you mean it from your heart
You will give me your heart (Come on home)
You will give me your life (Come on home)
And I will wash away all your sins
By
Remember running out the flats, tryna grab the burner, they try slap at me
It's like they kindergarten yutes when it comes to slapping
My niggas got
Home, that's where I belong
Home, home, home
I can't wait to get home
Home, that's what keeps me strong
Home, home, home
I can't wait to get home
I say
pop me one
While you by the bar I grab your boy a shot of rum
I'm the shit to the point you gotta stop I got the runs
Uh-oh, uh-oh! Why they all
"Come Back Home, Lord
Fix my marriage
Fix my home (Yes)
Fix my family (I pray)
Fix me
I welcome You in my life Oh God"
Come Back, Lord
Yes, I welcome
Come home
Won't you come on home
Won't you come on home
Won't you come on home to me
They're all gone
Everybody's gone
And I'm all alone
And I'm all
'Cause you don't want to see heaven yet, where Janis Joplin knows you
On phone calls with Mama like she tryin' to give me a earful
She said "This is
'Cause you don't want to see heaven yet, where Janis Joplin knows you
On phone calls with Mama like she tryin' to give me a earful
She said "This is
want you there when I come home
But you never cared, when I tell you why I'm calling
That is why I'm scared to tell you that I'm falling
And I know that
gotta go home I need me some rest
I was at home with a hole in my chest
Home was a way to escape all the stress
Home come with safety and a couple of nets
fucking around
Me and my niggas we come in your town
Busting them bottles and fucking your bitches
And when they start hating we gunning them niggas
alone
I hear the voices of angels
Tenderly calling me home
Home, come on home
Ye who are weary come home
Softly and tenderly calling
Home, come
for that
You know?
Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
You know I be spittin' hot shit beneath me
Only nigga can
and Tim, me and him
We rocks out, oh you p do that
No shoes, just some socks out
Relaxing in the club, DJ'ing
Playbacking, everything that I do
They don't
One niggas down, two niggas run it
Call me snowman, one hundred miles and gunning
Here come the paramedics
It goes one for the money, two for
what I did
Did the same shit I ain't come back home
Niggaz like "why you done that homes?"
"I don't know,(shit..fuck)..I don't know"
[Buckshot]
The saga
on the road
Let’s go, you can always come home
Me, I'm packin' up my car
Even if I can't play guitar I'm a star
I know that I won’t be alone on the road
Let’s
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