(Chorus) You go home, Cuz you aint comin home with me You go home Cuz im in the streets tonight You should go Cuz you aint home wit me tonight You should go That's the way its gonna be
(Termanology)
The way its be Is ima do me, and you do you Enough with the boo I juss wanna cruise, wit my crew And wit you is something i aint tryna do I juss wanna vibe, and take a ride But you wanna scream, and cry my eye You watch your tone, screamin on the phone That aint how you keep a man, where you wrong I be on the plane, every day, So you feel me when Im around the way I be lean, prolly wit my team But you want me in the lil pocket in ya I I be over seas, and I be in your dreams So when im baby, all you want is me Come on leave the key in the mailbox, I'll see you when I'm done with the
(Chorus) You go home, Cuz you aint comin home with me You go home Cuz girl im in the streets You should go Cuz you aint comin wit me tonight You should go That's the way its be tonight
(Bun B)
Man, God damn here we go again, You all up in my bout the time we don't spend You always asking where you goin?, you been? When I don't up the phone, I must be wit my girlfriend You need to back up off a little bit and up You tryna shorten my and slow my days up Im tryna hang with the and blaze up But all you do it start drama, craze nut That's not the move, you need to a chill pill Let me sit you down and you whats the real deal Just cuz im settled down don't I'm not still treal, I went out before you and you I still will Not be rude, juss tryna be true Im from the south, I cant it, that's how we do They gave me runners, transparent see through And I aint got time, so I'll see you
(Chorus) You go home, Cuz you aint comin with me tonight You go home Cuz im in the streets tonight You go home Cuz you comin home wit me tonight You should go That's the way its gonna be
(Termanology)
You see me talkin to her, I necessarily getting it on I could be to her bout Sierra Leone Or maybe my cologne , or maybe Al There's so many conversations can go So why you on patrol, like I'm on You juss know in your heart, you in control I wanna roll, pockets on swoll, Hit the strip club wit mad money to Yea I know its cold, but I a code MONEY OVER BITCHES, my before a hoe you should go, cuz you aint comin home wit me I'm tryna do my thing, you juss let it be