Lyrics:
like minutes on cell phone
Bring the terror to your block
Like the toughest nigga from jail home
An' you dead gone when my squad come around
We hella
the taste of lion I'm Ferrell
Not some other guy, ignorant genius was raised by a Gemini
Makin' a profit off counterfeit cannabis
Stuntin' the growth of yo
lines comin' back that I
Forget to stop and smell the roses, roses to
What I call home
Blood drops to tears the lessons you'll learn
Oh the lessons you
leave your love alone
Sittin' here by the phone
Waitin' any minute for your call, baby
I just can't leave your love alone
You know sometimes it
equal pay dreaming
judged by what we wear
finding fair is rare
hidden behind men
asking why not when
trapped by glass above
bashed for who we love
here
ball players she left them niggas broke
She said "text my phone", tell me I'm alone
I respond back, "When you comin' home?"
She respond back, "I was
or Bombay,
I found a place in India, so far across the foam,
You can call me Punjab Paddy, boys, I'm never comin' home.
From Bohola to Benares, Inchigeela
And you could have it my way
Tell me when you coming through 2x
Baby what we gonna do 2x
Written by:
Marion McDermott & Quazel Trower
take some time to cherish it
Each and every person is held captive by their own
Personal Egypt, even when they're safe at home
And the only way that we
you was home watching playoffs
Niggas been on my dick it's to hard for them to stay off
I don't wanna be your friend unless it's money I can make off
Wanna make a scary movie?
Rappers comin' in with they team and carry toolies
You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me
We hard-hittin',
rise tomorrow I will be right there
Don't it make you wanna go home now...
[ guitar ]
There's a six lane highway down by the creek where I went skinny
So, welcome to Zion, welcome to home welcome to the saltiest place that's known
Statuesque cast
One of a kind
It's an insectile fucking hive mind
Put
by the baby shoe
I said you got a chiled huh
She said yeah he live in Bogaluga out there by my momma
Give me yo' number and I hit you when I make it
Mama, mama, don't you cry
Mama, don't cry
I'm gonna meet you in the by and by, in the sweet by and by
Tell papa I'm comin' home, comin' on home
God,
lives that you've been taking
Deep inside, my heart is breaking
Broken homes from separation
Don't you know it's violation?
It's so wrong, but you'll see
won't go it alone
If you roll it on home
The last ten texts were with your ex
And all of 'em were sent by you
But you keep starin' at your phone
the bank
We tore across the meadow when four pair broke and ran
Longin' for the home corrals and less forsaken land
But we kept em headed north until we
Yo, in case you ain't know
I go by the name of Akon and I'm from
(Africa, Africa)
Home of the Goree Islands
I'm from Senegal, West-side
(Africa,
find my way home
Way home
But this feeling like it's home
Feeling like it's home
It's like I'm grinding in the lightstorm
Lightstorm
It's like I'm
represent your ghetto
Meadows of the mind anytime, anyplace
Reconize you if you in there
Home so on the love, love
All your family love
Peeps show you love
We
long enough
For some fun
(Turn up)
Let's stay home
Stay home (you ain't gotta go nowhere)
Let's stay home
Stay home yeah
Let's stay home
Stay
dance
I thought you said that you'd come find me
I thought you said you'd be home by now
I heard you say that you'd come back here
So I wrote
I’m still feeling like that
I know your nigga is a rat
How he doin’ twenty-five and he
Comin' home so fast? (So fast)
He hit Perky dance move
Jumps
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