get you home, get you all alone In my bedroom, baby can we bone, and get it on Tell me lady how you like me and if you want it harder baby, come and bite
you home, get you all alone In my bedroom, baby can we bone, and get it on Tell me lady how you like me and if you want it harder baby, come and bite
my ambition's to be free I can't breathe, cause soon as I leave, it's like a trap I hear you callin me to come back, I'm a sucka for love ... that's right
baby, I'm paranoid, sleepin witcha loaded by my bedside crazy Jealous when you hang wit the fellas, I wait patiently alone anticipated for the moment you come home
home Don't be a punk ass nigga when the time is on Throw ya hands (throw ya hands up) Throw ya hands up in the air (get em up) Come on Throw ya hands
Named Billie Holiday Sang Sittin There Kickin It With Malcolm, 'til The Day Came Little Latasha Sho' Grown Tell The Lady In The Liquorstore That She's Forgiven, So Come Home
looking back in time I really cant be blame because it's sad In school I seen the white kids with everything I wish I had a big and happy home a mother
alike, oohhhh) I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh) If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh) Then
might talk to you while we up in the Benz But when we come home, dat don't mean we gon fuck an be friends Shells smash ya head close enough to hear 'em
or never I'm wild as ever, foul as ever Reap whatever, whatever, whatever They say I'm a slick talker, shit talker Grimy ass New Yorker Come gutcha,
come back home It's 4 niggas in that clique, Lance they backbone. They pussy but if homes say: "Shoot! " [shot] They start shooting, But now they at homes
swelled too What should I do? Touch myself? When I thought about you [50 Cent] Yo, yo at the end of the road Home sick than being sick of home I'd rather
tapes hard I made enough hits I think to get me a free yard (dam famm). And you should see my MySpace says girls leaving message saying come at my place. If I go home
, so we'll show it off, just drop us the beat... Here's to the fast times; the times we felt alive; to all the nights that we forgot to get back home
I'm just fighting temptation (Yeah) Gotta get more control (Control, yeah) Yet it's very tempting when you ask to take me home (Home) You know you
while but... I been back home to my homeland, (check it out) to see what's going on Man it feels good to be back at home And it's been a decade, on the
a while but... I been back home to my homeland, (check it out) to see what's going on Man it feels good to be back at home And it's been a decade, on
a ticket To this Bear Mountain Picnic. But little did I realize I was in for a picnic surprise. Had nothin' to do with mountains. I didn't even come close
