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

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

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

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I let you play one time, I knew you were mine
The way you caress me baby and sex me, I 'd to say you put it down
You me, and you put me under you're wings, I can't lie
Can't no other take your place, and can't a thang comply
I don't 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 always
to box or unload on a bitch, you know I don't care
When you kiss me with your lips, I just fall in a
Me and you the world baby, priorities are gettin paid
Diamonds blindin, hoes cryin, aint a damn changed
Showin up and up, in this damn rap game
And by the way, I'm gon let you run the with your thugs
When Valentine's comes around, you know who's your hugs
Fuck faces by fireplaces, Drink chases on mink
You a dog, you gon rome, but find your way home, so what

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