me come home I'm coming home - home I'm coming home - let's fight together I'm coming home - home I'm coming home - I've so much to tell you Home -
me come home I'm coming home- home I'm coming home- let's fight together I'm coming home- home I'm coming home- I've so much to tell you Home- I'm coming
let me come home I'm coming home- home I'm coming home- let's fight together I'm coming home- home I'm coming home- I've so much to tell you Home- I'
the party its the waffle house if u ever been there u know what i'm talkin about where people dont dance all they do is this and after the original u
you really wanna know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean
your head, rag top (Give me some) Bob your head, rag top (Come on, come on) Bob your head, rag top (Come on, give me some) Power music, electric revival
T H U G T H U G Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
My nigga now Flesh is home Bizzy Bone, he's still insane And I'm still hangin' with with Lay This nigga Wish Bone, he ain't changed D.J. U, Neek supplied
white girl looking like Vidal Sassoon All up in the bathroom digging the guts out Five in the morning I'm boning the fuck out The H-O-U-S-T-O-N, damn...
I'm jiggy nigga Key to life, Puff, used to be with Biggie nigga Yeah, S H E E K L O U C H B E sick in the H E A D I worry when y'all stop hatin', it
OF LOVE! THAT'S RIGHT, YOU GOTTA FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF LOVE! THAT'S RIGHT, YOU GOTTA FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF L-O-O-O-OVE!... You're out
[Too $hort] You want me to say I do? I L-O-V-E Y-O-U You love me don't you, now it's true The opposite, that's how I do Relationships, they come and go
diamond rings But look at me now, ten years later Ask any MC if I rap greater See I'm known in Fresno, even the big O From San Diego to Sacramento
the head just rock it steady She's so freaky she'll juice you up All the home boys just can't get enough She's a Ph.D., don't even stop In the back like
years of struggle huddles an plans can?t amount to millions bubble That?s why we keep stacks tucked and cuddled No matter my home nigga my home is where
are passin' still Sounds like that busta that plugged mo holes than mass appeal You need to stop, hatin' on The C N O T E, D R U, and the L U N I Z
