I wanna go home I wanna go home, right now I wanna go home, right now I wanna go home, right now I wanna go home, right now I wanna go home, right
fast Too slow too fast I want to go home, right now. I want to go home, right now. I want to go home, right now. I want to go home. Kissing is forbidden
too fast Too slow too fast I want to go home, right now. I want to go home, right now. I want to go home, right now. I want to go home. Kissing is forbidden
all of the above I'm not playin' I'm sayin' I'm off the chain You niggas better follow the instructions I said get up! I ball till I fall I stunt till I drop I
of fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust, I bet I bust I bet I bust, I bet I, I bet I I bet I bust, I bet I bust Matter of fact, gimme
"Are You Hot?" I was planning on recording "The Sopranos" I forgot I love shows with or without a plot I'll stare 'til my legs are numb, my eyes bloodshot Because I
Lennox a lot And I dont like lookin, I go in there to cop Houston High Rollers, I go in it a lot Spendin money with the strippers u go in there to watch
and get freaky Lil' momma don't believe me I showed her, I showed her, I beat it out the frame I told her I'm a beast and lil' momma I'm Hurricane And
. always got something to do, someone to be seein' somewhere to be drinking, I'm a weak human being miss an opportunity, shout 'till you go blue unless I wanna do it, your words go
*** her? I'm kinda cocky homeboy, did I stutter? I pop the umbilical cord on my mother I jumped out the womb, I became a whale That's hard to harpoon, I
but until she come are way i guess ill i gotta say (Chorus) Nelly (Mo Green) - Know what i need a bitch like me wanna rock j's wanna some weed one
The games full of sugar and I came with the insulin Whatevers ur addiction, I got the prescription I get it how I'm living and I'm loving every minute
I break now I lay me down to sleep I do this shit in my sleep, I'm sleepin' now, as if I was awake I'm champ bitch, I'll never taste the canvas Could
I rocked the 9-1-7 when it was 7-1-8 I'm a juvenile deliquent group home lord of the state the truth about the matter is that I feel great I'm comin
years went by, I signed myself into a group home I used to watch the show "I Dream of Jeannie" And dreamt about "When will I be large like Whodini?" But I
and lookin' fly I must show up, scope the cheeks well with clientele When a sister wants to see me, I should not really tell I bought some movies, some