Lyrics:
so strung, I don't even know her
Every night I meet a new wife
Now ask your wife what this dick like
Balmain Joe, every time you see, a nigga flee
Staring at me with eyes of lies and deceit
Like you still don't know I hold the receipt
I never used them, trusted them too much
Not understanding
'Borough niggas
I reached the point where don't shit matter to me, nigga
I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach, nigga
Prince Akeem, they
ourselves is so deep
I don't think nobody can break that bond
So I ask, how do empires last when there's
No longer an emperor? I mean, we got you
But
YANKEE GO HOME
WITH JAN HOWARD
Writer Harlan Howard
(Jan) Yankee go home, you'll never love me
I know you're just homesick and alone
Go on back
You got my heart, don't know how you did it
And I don't care who sees it babe
I don't wanna hide the way I feel when you're next to me
I love
put 'em on notice
If you know what I want, then yeah
Baby, don't you mind if I do, yeah
Exactly what you like times two, yeah
Got me singin', "ooh, ooh"
put 'em on notice
If you know what I want, then yeah
Baby, don't you mind if I do, yeah
Exactly what you like times two, yeah
Got me singin', "ooh, ooh"
people petty
You don't know
You on a decline
You said you'd be
Checkin' for me
Guess you wasn't
Ready for me
Ever since a boy
I knew that I was blessed
'm trappin gotta make it back home
U know I got sum trap love trap love
Ran out it's time to re up I call the plug my nigga
I say that trap love trap love
clothes you cant tell by the tag
I don't mean to boast and brag but them hoes around you hating
They just waiting on you to slip so I could leave yo ass
I did, I know it'd triple all my sales
And that's the fucked up part about this life
Don't nobody wanna see you do good
'til you goin' through hell
about a thing, baby
'Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Baby girl, you make me feel
You know you make me feel so real
I love you more than
two-step
If ya know he love ya
It don't matter if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya
If that boy don't love you by now
He will never ever, never
two-step
If ya know he love ya
It don't matter if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya
If that boy don't love you by now
He will never ever, never
I can't trust a soul 'less that boy really know me
You don't really know me, you hang 'round the homies
Shame in the game, no, I don't work for Sony
be as free
As the birds up in the trees
Oh please stay by me diana
Thrills I get when you hold me close
Oh my darling you're the most
I love you but
YANKEE GO HOME
RECORDED BY WYNN STEWART AND JAN HOWARD
Writer Harlan Howard
(Jan) Yankee go home, you'll never love me
I know you're just
I'm coming back with some fun, but, I don't know. I love you guys! Ultra 85's gonna be crazy!
I mean crazy! Bobby Tarantino's that trap shit, whoo!
Giving it over, giving it over
Yeah, I'm giving myself to a true love at last
Giving myself to a true love at last
You don't know where the wind's
for me the way I feel for you
Chaka Khan let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
So let me take you in my
for me the way I feel for you
Chaka Khan let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
So let me take you in my
I'm from that dirty, dirty, you can tell by the slang
Switch a lane in the rain, it's a sudden thang
I'm so Texas like Austin, Mike Jones, I
the car it was white
With the pale moon to match
85 to 26
Compton bridge to Howard gap
And I swear ain't nobody checking me
I didn't mean to call you but
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