On the Way Home
I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
I'm on the way home
Got me banging off a phone
It could been a mazza but I left the club alone
You know me, I keep it grown
You better watch your tone
Yeah, I let her throw a tantrum
Then she throws a dog a bone
Two bills on my cologne
I spilled the Patron
20 man up on your table, blud I killed it on my own
12 shots to the dome
Now I feel a little stoned
Man she calls it cowgirl, I call it sitting on the throne
Man she's sober, I'm not
And she's knows I'm a G 'cause I go through the spot
I'm up the stairs like I know there's a crop
Know my way around here 'cause I'm over a lot
And plus I took her ransom so I know what she's got
I tell her slap on something new
Then roll me up a zoot
Then lick it like a Rizzla
Then blow it like a flute
Now you don't have to worry, everything that we've been through
Sweet home, Alabama, babe I'm coming home to you
I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad (Show your titties)
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
I'm on the way home
Coming back to the gaffs
Where I've had a long day babe, roll me a bat
You got something on your chest but your holding it back
You won't say it how it is and I've been noticing that
You just gotta tell me how you feel
And always keep it real, yeah
Couple gal are snacks but my baby-girls a meal
'Round the corner in the cab
Heads spinning' like the wheel
Coming home to a freak, you already know the deal
Yeah, I like her but still never been in love though
Still I'm not a liar, I just tell her I love dough
Put on something sexy, get ready for when I come home
Still love your ex but when we sex all that love goes
So, just slap on something new
Roll me up a zoot
While you're sitting looking cute
Na, you don't have to worry
Everything that we've been through
All them hoes in the club still I'm coming home to you
I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
I'm on the way home