Home again Driven back she's still waiting for a friend little purple burgundy (?) Remember what you've always meant to be Something in the way a
bar and all So bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight She might neva come home again nigga, aight!
light, And the day keeps running faster, Into the arms of night... The stitches on the tapestry say, "Everything in time, Will find it's way home again
need a medic At age 8 imagined a Marsialago Comin in with Donatello and Leonardo Rocked a mask like Zoro, wanted money like lotto Summers by the beach house
she knew the truth, ive never be just miley again Robbie: Oh baby doll Miley: Im going to take a walk on the beach Robbie: Now hold on just a minuet First
s packed with men That's like tryin' to get a dance in the federal pen Walkin' through a park with a gang of the guys And a beach full of fellas never
, it was white on white As we walked to the car, I couldn't help but recognize Her small waist and sexy thighs She had a beach house she owned and a restaurant
up b-tch swallow (we gon' drink the night away, we gon' drink the night away) Ah Mr. Rose Raw 2 piece suit cuff link on the arm Sex on the beach and some
you will catch the clap From Colorado, to Arizona All the way back home to California In Chattanooga, they know the tip Short Dog in the house, I'm
by the cops almost everyday I knew it had to bea better way see So I would go to my room, blast Run DMC Around 1984 I left the group home, again alone
me up at 3 a.m. You're fighting with your mom again And I'd go, I'd go, I'd go Somewhere with you, yeah I won't sit Outside your house And wait for the
for the O, glass for the beach house And you can see me gettin' head in the house of B-south Ex-dyke Dominican say she feelin' men again Askin' me do
Sick lake views, Big pent house sweets, Champs-elysees is magnifique, Gucci sweats when im out in tha streets, Lindi shorts when im chillin in tha beach
Yeah, Uh Check it out This how this shit goes right here You see, time stops still in the eye of the storm The foundation of my home where my rhyming
wit In that nook I found you so old and tired would you be the one to carry me? I'd like to be someone you could finally learn to love again Made our
You are coming home are you still alone are you not the same as you used to be as the sun grows hot will you save your time does each day just feel like
to shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot All my little homies I want to see you come home like me I want to see you come home like me,
, the overseer sees. More than you do 'cause he gets experienced, And besides I'm just a juvenile delinquent. So I was gone, and I'm on my way home, My
