Lyrics:
get money
I can get money doin' anything
I got them bricks 4 the high
And the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block till the sun go down, down
while it's hittin'
Sometimes you gotta fit in to get in
But don't ever quit 'cause soon I'm gonna let you in, but see
I don't care what you
Young tender, would you be mine
I get you in my car, drive you to my house
Cuz I'm a mack, I cold turn you out
I wont ask, and I sure won't beg
Reach
penitentiary steel
Breaking necks while I flex my sex appeal
Home girls in the house, see'mon
Home girls in the house, give it up
You gotta want to get
pile and I just lay low move when I say so
I doubt you could say no
I'm searching to get it like a pot of gold
Flows a nigga gotta it by the load
Hoes
know I'm shooting for the stars
And I ain't stopping for none Yeah, when I get home, you gon' get it
I'll call you back when I'm finished Your body
river watch it wind
Twisting turning, in my mind
Carry me home, you're welcome
Carry me home
Sitting back down by flat rock creek
Dangle my toes in
prepared, I'm in the outskirts
Can't wait to get her home in a room without shirts
Vibe crazy, ain't no replica, I give her waterworks
Fuck her mental, before
you know
You've seen it coming, darling
So you'd better reap what you've sown
I'm sorry baby
But I gotta get away
Think I'll head up north by the sea
Any way that the cold wind blows
I'll go cause you're in my home
Be leaving and I won't look back
Gone with my life, I can't save my past
Any way
code
That’s a dollar sign
I trust that you can get me in the door
The fuck is a line?
I made it - where you at? - Back at home?
You a fucking lie
O
No matter where we go you know
I'll always feel at home witchu
As long as you is by my side
You'll forever love the vibe
You wont never be alone
grandpa died
He looked me right straight in the eyes
Said here's some words to get you by
To help you on the journey of your life
You'll need a hero
for more
I heard you begging him for more
How far will I go
To make it feel right? "Come home"
I have to fix this on my own
Replace my heart,
the sweet life
We ain't gotta think twice
Hold onto me baby
The rides about to get crazy
Oh Lord so we're living the sweet life
I put you in a daze when you
always be
My everything
Baby girl I'm missing you
Can't wait to get home so I can hold you
Pain is love when it comes to you
Faithful and true is
Stressful days and nights out here in the streets (Gotta get it)
I should be at home with you in between the sheets
I wanna be in our room laid up
and stopped screamin
Then thought, ";Oh, I get it, I must be dreamin";
I strolled back home with a grin on my grill
I figured since this is a dream I might
Something's gotta give
Check, check
Yeah, nahmsayin'?
Harri' homes, uh, Martel homes, Carver homes, Techwood
Martin Luther King (uh), Bankhead
and scarier
I need to have a few wives
Cause I don't want to come home and tell you lies
In my heart I think I found her if she feels the same
You think
Sometimes you win, win, win Sometimes you lose, lose, lose
But when you lose, you can't go snooze You gotta get back on your groove
They crossed that
juice
That's how you get the maximum use
Life keeps using me, keeps on abusing me, mentally and physically
I gotta stay fit, stay alive, need fuel
matter where you at somebody always gotta Goal
You gotta watch em close they might say they solid but they bound to fold
B-r-u-dd-a-s juss don't mean what
it back to the cracker
(bust) now you ain't supposed to get
Hypnotized by this shit (no)
'Cause you gon' live through all
The shit that I spit (yeah)
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