Lyrics:
the doctor's home
Always somebody hoggin the payphone
Say homes, where your daughter
She'll tell ya I'm pure like Artesian water
Feed me a quarter like
murders pay
They get more respectable every day
Don't worry girl, I'm gonna stick by you
And someday soon we're gonna get in that car
And get outta here
Respectable little murders pay
They get more respectable every day
Don't worry girl, I'm gonna stick by you
And someday soon we're gonna get in that
howl en the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
I can't get down ans I won't get down
And stay all night
right by your side
I called you up to say I'm coming home in a few days
And I would like it if we could just lay and play for a while
If you would
where birds fly (fly)
From Miami by way of Cuba (let's get i) to whoever wants to get that high (high)
There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects,
had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
the tension start buildin'
Soon as we enter the 106th & Park building
Someone's gonna get killed, and I swear to God
If someone so much as even touches one
GET ME HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS
Written by George Paolini, Sherry-Lynn Lee, Caley Rose
[Verse 1]
Winter time
drinking cocoa by the fire
Snowball
I just hopped on the scene, oh yeah (oh yeah)
Me and my brothers got the green
Tryna get between them titties (between them titties)
If she gon'
collide
I'm out here on my own
I might not come back home
I gaze out my window
Scenery comes and goes
I let the time pass by
Soon I'll be by your
Green as the envy I can't hide
Red is the color she lays so bare
In early morning, through any window
School bus take them far from home
Take
Yeah, On the last few days of L.A. I got taken into, um, this guys house
And he was sponsored by an alcohol company, quite a few actually
And uh,
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty
How he fell with a roll and a rumble
And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple
By the butt of the Magazine Wall
to green
With envy to shade switches
And the haters can't applaud you
They appalled by success
So dear suckers I vow to forever offend you
The lowest form
I can still taste the ocean
Like it was today
You said please keep on holding
Your hands and the rain it came too soon, I will wait for you
Yeah I hear that code green
Running with the boyz thats my home team
Yeah
We getting called by my broskis
Chilling with my friend I'm do me
YOD's KRS, you Prince Be (who?)
Get thrown off a stage and leave home in a rage
Go home, throw some Navy Blue on and burn sage
Every time I write,
surrounded by guns, killers and crack rock
Wish God could've re-edited that shot, I guess not
The L-O-G-I-C, open your mind, like O-ren Ishii
At fourteen,
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
Liberty
Because as soon as this ferry boat docks
I'm headed to the church
To play Bingo
Fleece me with the gamblers' flocks
I can keep my cool at poker
But
lines
The grass we find on the other side
Always seems to twist up twice as green (hey)
Well it's high time you and I got rollin'
Some place else we
mind 'cause I'm Juicy J
Throw, and I get a nine, tint all in my cars
Hoes acting hard
Blowing smoke on a broad call my boys like all aboard
Turn up
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