Lyrics:
round the way
Its nice outside how you vibin out today
She a beach freak we be vibin by the waves
Drop yo pin we drinkin tequila or gin
Know we just
like were gutter rats tryin'a contend these rap races
so best to tighten up your laces
cuz this year I'm steppin up a year to fast for you to chase us
Ooh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know
See you in the corner and I like what I see
Don't act surprised, you're comin' home with me
Now after
and doo-doo is brown
Life is uphill but, not when you get down
[Aceyalone]
Sticks and stones, flesh and bones
+Organic Electricity+ chromosomes
I'm home alone,
of a devil
But you lost and you failed and I'm stomping on your last nail
I told you, I warned you, your family will morn your
So you hading comin with
I'm a hog nigga like I just did two bids
Comin' home to a gang of whips and two cribs
off at the same old bar
Same old jukebox steel guitar
Tellin' myself I'd be home by ten
'Til you walked in
Yeah, you walked in
Like sunshine
St. Elmo's fire burning in me, burning in me
Just once in his life a man has his time
And my time is now I'm comin' alive
I can hear the music playin' I
She loves me up and down, she makes me happy night and day
She don’t need to wear no diamonds, she’s got her own shine
She keeps me comin' home
came home like damn, who's shoe?
I wear a 9 and a 1/2, this a 13
The neighbors downstairs used to hear her scream
She did the dirty do-low, ho you ain't
in to bed,
I got down on my knees an' prayed.
Lord, when I get to Heaven, can I taste the Milky Way?
"I don't want to come to visit 'cause I'm comin
started thumbing back east toward my hometown
Made a lot of miles the first two days
I figured I'd be home in a week if my luck held this way
But the third
drive by, where you live at
I never stop though 'cause your wife is always home
And I know if she were to look into my eyes she would see that
We are
the widest sea.
I can feel St. Elmo's fire burning in me, burning in me.
Just once in his life a man has his time.
And my time is now; I'm comin' alive.
I can
betrayed me
I maxed out, took a fed bid all the way
But now I'm home and muthafuckas gotta pay
We never keep the money, cause none of us are greedy
So we
nigga that's
Comin' back from
That party and find a stranger home
For real man, yeah
Ah man, this shit is luxurious
Ha, this, this this torture is
And comin round my dangerous towns thinkin they bullshit
Lookin all hot, ain't even booted
don't even try to squash the beef now, we dun surround your whole
Hey, sista, whacha gon' do
Goin' down by the river
Gonna play with you
Papa don't like no screamin' 'round here
No lip from da woman when they
need another drink, look at your gut
Need to go home, old nasty butt
I'm gonna tell you what, switch it up
Chorus
I represent Carolina and the M-I-A
my foes, we run violent thrusts
Excuse me for my crime but in God I trust
Bossalinie uneffected by the eyes of even
Cause I'm military minded
ah ah
So now I'm stumblin home through the park
I hate the weather and how early it gets dark
But summer's comin like some long holiday
What she
the stairs
picked out the window at the top and believe me i got scared
when i saw him walking by on the street beneath
i was breathin' heavily and hurting
called it home though i'd be alone
But much to my surprise
I messed up and bought
The redneck pasture party hunting grounds
Got the boxes unpacked we
While you count the money or
You count the money
While I roll the weed
Only question
What you really tryna’ do (ooh)
While I’m grabbin’ on your ass
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