Lyrics:
seen us on the ave, anxious to get you
By my penis is a mag, when I lift, it hit you
'Cause I don't go nowhere without my pistol, pistol
Second
days, good old days
Wanna make it to heaven's gate, yeah (oh)
And we need to escalate, I need
I need direction (i need direction)
To that street
we won't be long, it won't be long
it won't be before we get to my home
Go somewhere else so that I can get you to myself
Get out of here with me
the doors and says "Well, go right in"
And now I'm getting drunk with Amy Winehouse
Getting high with Kurt Cobain
Writing poetry with Jim Morrison is not
married and live in our world
Let's play rough; we can get wild
I could go home, but I'll stay
Cheat but I won't
So I go by Weezy
Love me or leave
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't
Wait, Ned did 9 straight
Came home knocking cats out
Playing what's that all about
Aiyyo, you gotta maintain killer
I wanna put you on
So you could be
with a baller shot caller
Can tell by her aura she wanna shot caller
Shorty got potential I could be her sponsor
Met her back stage at a summer jam
Who's running for office
Or if there is a God
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Our hostess was an angel
Someone you met
ask
And that is all
I wanna spread my wings
But I just can't fly
As a string of pearls
The pretty girls go sailin' by
Ocean deep
I'm so
Day o,
Day-ay-ay-o.
Say daylight come an' me wanna go home.
Daylight come an' me wanna go home.
Daylight come an' me wanna go home.
Daylight come an'
a centerfold I'm like here we go
I pass it to my dog like a give and go really though (Got 'em)
I'm bout this paper (I'm bout this paper)
What you been
to act like they need me, but fuck it, I do it alone (whoa)
She wanna touch me and rub me and go back to hubby, he probably could smell my cologne (damn)
to send an Uber
My new bitch wanna get pieces made from my jeweler
Drive-by's with Rugers, twenty racks for the shooter
The FBI heard I can make cocaine
alone
Oh, because I got plenty of trouble
Already in my home
Good book proudly tell you
You gotta reap just what you sow
Good book proudly tell you
You
alone
Oh, because I got plenty of trouble
Already in my home
Good book proudly tell you
You gotta reap just what you sow
Good book proudly tell you
You
as I can)
I ain't never trust no bitch, I ain't never trust no man, yeah, yeah (huh?)
Pull up in a brand new Porsche, followed by a matte black van
I've had a hard day today, man, you know
Let me see what's happenin' at the address 'fore I go home
How you doin'? I hope you're fine
Did your day take
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
the tip, got this pussy on the drip
You on my mind and i can't let go
Hope you feelin me too, Nigga let me know
I wanna get down with you, Baby (I wanna get
think I'm experiencing love
I don't wanna wreck up your home
That's why I'm convinced, I gotta go
[Chorus]
Everytime she calls, you expect
Me
a nigga changed and still stayed a hundred? (Huh)
I ran towards change while y'all ran from it (Woh)
Y'all wanna ball, I'm Stan Van Gundy
She wanna hang
Where'd you go?
I miss you so
Seems like it's been forever
That you've been gone
She said, "Some days I feel like shit"
Some days I wanna
wanna be a man today
I don't wanna be a Christian, Muslim, gay, straight, or bi, see you later, bye
Not perceived by the things I believe or the color
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