Lyrics:
bring you home
Don't be afraid I know I will bring you home
To me, to me, me
I want to carry you across a threshold of fireflies
And violet
me sayin where the hoes is I got bookoo[00:37.98]She bad so the bag she bring in be by the bookoo[00:41.69]It's crazy the hate my name bring in be by
me sayin where the thots is I got bookoo[00:38.01]She bad so the bag she bring in be by the bookoo[00:41.72]It's crazy the hate my name bring in be by
smash broads
Knowing damn well that I was lying my ass off
She said cool this what we gon do
When I come home I want Q to make my dream come true I want
came)
And I came from them trenches by my lonely
Run it up, take it all
And bring that shit to my grave
And I can't seem to get it right
Spent damn near
head bring it back
Gone head show a nigga why these bitches mad
By the way she bring it back aye aye
Bringing it back aye aye
Back back
Back back
and E
By the time we said F it, lost all beliefs
Bring me home, home, home
Bring me home, home, home
Bring me home, home, home
Bring me home, home, home
and E
By the time we said F it, lost all beliefs
Bring me home, home, home
Bring me home, home, home
Bring me home, home, home
Bring me home, home, home
wrong
They didn't even have the time to find themselves a home
This foreigner, a brown-skin male
Thrown into a Texas jail
It left the wife and baby quite
letter to Mr. Santa Claus (tell him, girl)
From all the single girls back home (alright)
Bring me a man (bring me a man, bring me a man)
This
for free
Start shaking and you better bring the funds to me
Lose a dollar and you bout to get your ass beat
Fuck you think happened to home girl last
the slow lane, slow lane
And enjoy my time
These days by 3 I'm feeling
So much lethargy I just want to
Stay at home and watch tv
I see no silver lining
make me cum
Put a price on my head won't make me run
Try to kill me but it can't be done
Cause my words gon' live forever
You put two and two together
the kitchen
Cooking up the grits and
Cornbread and Chitterlings
This aint Thanksgiving
Nor the leftovers
But I'm taking over
Til they bring home the soldiers
man, went from that to makin a livin
Rightous willin, the only thing supreme swimmin
And proceed, to not smoke weed around the seed
It's the new way,
without making a sound at one hundred miles per hour,
except for maybe a hiss but that's it,
the buck 65 covers more ground than forests,
the only
faith you’re a disgrace;
And, then, he tops it off by saying…
…At the congregation, you’ll not show your face!
V32 Group
Oh my god…
(1 beat pause)
in[01:02.01]And nowhere feels like home.[01:06.57]I Cant embrace the falling rain[01:10.65]My tangled chest in knots[01:15.66]And I know that it wont ever
of that[01:43.49]Self control[01:45.52]Don't want you to go[01:49.00]Through[01:50.69]All this alone[01:53.79]Come on home[01:57.92]Cause it's where I roam[02:01.89]I'll
Yea yea yea
Let's get it
Nigga ima star
And you better believe
I've been humble way too long
Now I'm the star of the team
Not by myself I got my
UrbNet Records
Which is ran by Darryl Rodway
It was the first time I had my music out on the national level
Around that time I started doing my first
can't trap on the cell
I got two hoes trying to pay for theyselves
I can't let em do it, I'm sharing my wealth
She could either be a home run or a base
it on, on, on, on, on
Sweet pleasure
How I feel for you I can't explain
Sweet pleasure
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it home
Bring it on, bring it
competition, I'm talkin' all editions
I'm just doin' mixtapes to keep my repetition
It's Q, Quincy Hanley to be exact
It's not another rapper that's better
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