Lyrics:
be mourning (the beast)
When we return home, I’ll say good morning
To the Army and then we’ll be soaring
Back to where we came from
[Verse 2]
up, too up, they try down him
Real back in style
I know they waitin' for the album
And that's my debut album
Millies in the bank for the next few albums
when you play at these stakes
That's how it feels to have a warrant on a famous face
Then the album's pushed back, cause they say he needs a single
Uh! Its that boy Magnificent
AKA Maaagno
The Rookie Of Da Year
Be on the lookout for that solo album coming soon
[Magno]
It's Magnificent, but you
listeners relate
Let's put the beat back in, 6, 7, 8
This is the end of Opportunities
1 album, 2 album, is there a 3rd please
This bitch is going off again
won't forget
Come Back Home, the album's name
Come Back Home gon' bring me fame
Tired of people playing games
Know who they are, won't mention names
I'm
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
yeah
My strap is black and hot like coffee, yeah
I'm goin' fast, you can't stop me, yeah
Heard your album, break weed on a copy, yeah
I used to want
Dem callin' me Mr. Bill Collector
Needin' me money, no ease up tonight
And if them runnin' off with me cash
That ass gonna have to pay the price
Dem
your might
Hold him down in the good or bad
Be the best woman that he ever had
When the tour fell through the album pushed back
Couldn't shoot the video
Pin-back album and some pills
Want to watch me get high?
Want to watch me get high?
When I am done I will descend
But for now I'm spaced and back again
Want
Bill Morton he was long and slen-der
Better known by being a bar tender
Bill Morton was arrested and locked up in jail
The judge said Bill Morton I'll
on my toast
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my mama need that bill money, my son need some milk
These niggas
This where I hit my first lick
Where I cop my brick
Where i fuck my first bitch
Where I got my first kiss yea
Ain't no place like home
Ain't no
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
album like a bird in a corner store
Keep it real boy
Trill got the good dope!
See grill, big bills, with a thick hoe
About an ounce of that good dolja
We
on tour, I went to my home
Which is the first first home I’ve ever had
Huh
And I walked around and I said
What am I gonna do now
In this house? Am I gonna
(intro)
I go by the name iceking
this song is for my homies
and everybody at home mhen
I love you all
(Chorus)
Take me
a sissy out o' him
Not him! Not my boy! Not Bill
[Chorus:]
Bill, I will see that he is named after me, I will
My boy, Bill! He'll be tall
And tough
the sack
And then along about two o'clock I hauled 'em all back
To the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin' Cafe
[Chorus]
Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up
You're free to offer objections
Junior at the end of my name, my father professed it
Murder Mountain and this album is like sophomore and freshman
So many
ever be
We got jordan phillips
And shaq back
Watch and see what happens
When you circle up the wagons
And bump the illest bills
Soundtrack
The bills by
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
tailed by the feds again
They got me under close watch like Arizona Mexicans
Yeah I'm doing dirt if the police in the city can
No ID in the drivers seat
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