Lyrics:
This where I hit my first lick
Where I cop my brick
Where i fuck my first bitch
Where I got my first kiss yea
Ain't no place like home
Ain't no
didn't wanna go
I walked in and that's when I saw you, my heart hit the floor
I get weird, I get shy and you are the reason why
I get weak, wanna die
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
against the wall they trynna pin us in
See my skin I gotta get home so I can see my kin
In the end they say when you die is when you really live
True love
on tracks with Mos Def
When you call him Kwa-li or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with Jay-Z
I'm the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and ooh
It come out
Fuckin blessin
I said
Comin home to you is a mother Fuckin blessin
So what the hell I look like stressin?
Baby cook some food I'm tryin Eat
When I get home
place to land when I'm tired
When my feathers are burnt by the fire
I surrender myself to your arms, just hold me tighter
Will I find my home, will I
I'm just walking up and down this one way train
This one way train
Cause I'm goin’
Home home home home home
Don't you wanna come with me
Home home home
there's nowhere else to go Except for back home
And baby I'm
Home when I go out dressed like I'm on the red carpet
I'll be home when I'm a superstar
I have been getting by on all the things I wanna do with you
When I get home
You know those other birds
They were Never meant to be for me
When I get
"
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flyin' the first class, up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by
home (and I wanna be right there by your side)
(I don't ever wanna let you go, let you go, let you, let you go, baby)
You need to hurry back home
know times will get hard
I'll pick up your life just abide by the lord
Or ride by the lord
Abide by the lord
Abide by the lord
You bout to get it from
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
gonna get it on
Take your dead ass home (a-flick-a my Bic, even!)
If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead ass home (I'd love to play in your tidy
look
I feel my self in the zone
I get nervous when you call
So I say I'm not home
I see your face when I hear my favorite song
Should I send
for a week! ...(unintelligible)... Wot? I know, yeah allright, I
know Rod said "get it done, at any cost". Well there, that's going a bit too far, isn't
Uhh!
Tired of chasing after objects
In the rear view tired of praying when I
Don't know who I'm praying to
Tired of hoping like a penny
With a hole
we have to
Hear the lies from this little light of mine that tried
To let it shine
But I'm ill, you men ate when I finished Lyt
You get it, Lyt?
That's
a little while
I guess they only watch you when they see you shine
I guess you lied when you said you'd me by my side
You only get your flowers on the day
"
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flyin' the first class, up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by
And settled down along the Cimarron.
It blowed away, it blowed away,
My Oklahoma home, it blowed away.
It looked so green and fair when I built my shanty
never get home again
But I'll carry the songs I learned when we were kids
I'll carry the scars of generations gone by
I'll pray for you always,
I been grinding for a long time
Soon as I get the money I'ma take it home
Home home home ayy
I been grinding for a long time
Soon as I get
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