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Huh, Boo
Maan, you stay talkin bout you're wit me
But you stay on that complaining thang, you what I'm sayin?
I down wit all that complaining and fussin and fightin man
I'm a type dude, I'd like to let my gal get in the way,
But, you what I'm sayin, the Lord blessed me with somethin
So I gotta take advantage of that, you what I'm talkin bout
So I gotta do it, so its

I wonder if I come home
Would you be down with me, yeah
I'll leave you tonight, uh ohh
I if I didn't come
you still be down with me, yeah
Because I'll you tonight, uh ohh

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If I come home
What you do to me?
Get on the Call Tyrone? Tell him come get you in he morning
wrong, this is my song
And I gotta pay bills, my happy home
Wreckshoppin all long
I'm ready, fire
No matter what you do to me, my gon keep on turnin
Are you down? So don't get me started
I got out of town, if you fuckin wit clowns, I'll leave you broken

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I let you play one time, then I knew you were
The way you me baby and sex me, I 'd have to say you put it down
You took me, and you put me under wings, I can't lie
Can't no other take your place, and a damn thang comply
I know if you noticed, but you're the throwedest on my list
Can't no nigga or no bitch compare their loving to a love this
Up and down, thick and thin, I was there
Ready to box or on a bitch, you know I don't care
When you kiss me your lips, I just fall in a daze
Me and you against the world baby, priorities are paid
Diamonds blindin, hoes cryin, a damn thang changed
Showin up and pourin up, in this damn rap
And by the way, I'm gon let you run the streets with your
When Valentine's comes around, you know gettin your hugs
Fuck faces by fireplaces, Drink on mink rugs
You a dog, you gon rome, but always find your way home, so

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Now if I don't home, would you blow up my phone?
Punch holes in my styrofoam? my chrome?
Childish games in yo got yo mind confused
A made or a fake? Now its time to choose
Many tried my shoes, but didn't travel too far
You the shit that you was in before you fucked the star
how you suck up all my barre, you think this shit's for free?
All this hustling in these streets keep all ice on you and me
Picture how nicer it can be, private flights twice a
Without you gripin about freaks and how they saw me at the beach
practice what I preach, you sit being obsolete
And to keep my business and my hustle out of reach
And now if I come home, would you still be down?
You are a fool, I will admit, but practicin now
'cause I'm still the same playa all about my dough
And I'm not comin home tonight, you ass hoe!