(Chorus) You go home, Cuz you aint comin with me tonight You should go Cuz girl im in the tonight You should go Cuz you aint home wit me tonight You go home That's the way its be tonight
(Termanology)
The way its be Is ima do me, and you do you Enough with the boo I juss wanna cruise, party wit my And wit you is something i aint tryna do I juss vibe, chill and take a ride But you scream, and cry killen my eye You should watch your tone, on the phone That aint how you keep a man, that's where you I be on the plane, every day, So you feel me when Im around the way I be tryna lean, prolly wit my But you want me in the lil pocket in ya I know I be over seas, and I be in dreams So im around baby, all you want is me on mami leave the key in the mailbox, I'll see you when I'm done the Smirnoff
(Chorus) You go home, Cuz you aint comin home me tonight You should go Cuz girl im in the tonight You should go Cuz you aint comin wit me tonight You should go That's the way its gonna be
(Bun B)
Man, God damn girl we go again, You all up in my grill bout the time we don't You always asking you goin?, where you been? I don't pick up the phone, I must be wit my girlfriend You need to up off a little bit and raise up You tryna shorten my time and my days up Im tryna hang with the homeboys and 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 don't mean I'm not still treal, I went out you and after you I still will Not tryna be rude, tryna be true Im from the south, I cant help it, how we do They gave me runners, transparent see through And I got time, so holla 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 should go Cuz you aint home wit me tonight You should go the way its gonna be tonight
(Termanology)
You see me to her, I aint necessarily getting it on I be talkin to her bout Sierra Leone Or maybe my cologne , or maybe Al There's so directions conversations can go So why you on patrol, I'm on parole You juss wanna in your heart, you in control I juss roll, pockets on swoll, Hit the club wit mad money to blow Yea I know its cold, but I a code OVER BITCHES, my squad before a hoe Maybe you go, cuz you aint comin home wit me I'm do my thing, you should juss let it be