Lyrics:
there wit'chu
Do the house and the kids too
I know what it is wit'chu
You hot, girl I'm thizzin too!
So you gotta be home at 10?
Next time I see you
the hoe home
She was actin' too petty
I got that tool when I walk out that door
Got some head in the coupe and I let off in her nose
I got some bougie
playin' a club
Throwin 'a shot down, tryin' to stay above
Ground, another ground-breakin' day in the club
Surrounded by my home thoughts, playin' a cut
by any means
Mama went and got it, daddy never home
Started learning from the streets
But I know my heat a chrome
Never sold no kind of dope, just
Big H presents Bloodline militants dJ Marcus
Boy Better Know
Bossy, I'm on a tussle
But I will lick down a man
If he's got too much muscle
Wanna be
of the collective soul
Now was somewhere out on riverside
By the El Royale Hotel
When a stranger appeared in a cloud of smoke
I thought I knew him all too well
He
sniped a model and her friend
I can't talk hot on the phone the situation that I'm in
I keep driving home drunk and I keep fucking up my rims
They just
for the sun and crows
Walking around here
Seeing things awfully clear
People stop by and say
See you again tomorrow day
But it’s too hot to go out
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
on the block, the boy was hot and didn't give a fuck (Scandalous)
Runnin' up in the black mask, niggas if you got cash, drop it off in that bag and make craps
fingertips
And left me with my big mouth open wide
[Chorus]
I should've asked her faster
But I waited too long
In a red hot minute
Like a flash she was
Waiting for summer love
I'm waiting for spring to be done
Let it all just wash away and when the city gets too hot
We'll hitch a ride upstate
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
from ashy elbows, to loungin on Melrose
Stayin in the best suites for weeks
In (?) sheets, alone while you cryin at home
By the phone, hopin I'll
home! Ahahaha! Ah oh, why do I want to go home? Oh I don't
know, I've been in here so long, oh I'm stuck to the chair and all that kind of good stuff...
Bah hum, but that's too strong!
'Cause it is my favorite holiday
But all this years been a busy blur
Don't think I have the energy
To add to my
I've never been closer
I've tried to understand
That certain feeling
Carved by another's hand
But it's too late to hesitate
We can't keep
I'm bound
And I had a buddy way back home, but he started out to roam
And I hear he's out by Frisco Bay
And sometimes when I've had a few, his old
like an old friend
Come and see me again
Testify my love for you
And I know it runs deep through your body too
From the cold black top to the hot
from nine to five
By the end of the day, all the kids would go play
And I'd come staggering home
With a dream in my hand and a master plan
That
late
You said I've got my dog at home so I can't stay
Then we walked around a store that only sold hot sauce
And you seemed kind of distant and I felt
stop, won't stop
Everything drop like panties, hot like Miami
Move like little black kid stealing candy
Barely seen, honnies call me barely cream
Real
away
Well by the end of the day, all the kids would go play
And I'd come staggering back home
With a dream in my hand and a master plan
That
My name is King Cyrus, my order I give,
You Jews can go back to your home
To build your holy temple again
In the land of Palestine.
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