U Ain't Gotta Go Home

Yeah (yeah)

The world famous DJ Clue

Desert Storm

Jump off Joe Buddens, on top

This go out to all my niggas

You ain't gotta chain, but you got a mean muthafuckin' wrist game

All my ladies, you ain't got a car

But you gotta mean muthafuckin' heel game

Click them heel

You know how we do it

(Get out, go) c'mon

Whoa! Haha (go, go, go)

Whoa! Okay, dub

Whoa! Have some fun with it (get out)

Mami, I'm there if you fine in the rear

We can get into whatever, if you don't mind, boo be yeah

And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce

You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the fuck outta here

I ain't got to tell homeboy, he know that

This is "Matrix Reloaded" and Neo's back

I'm up, humble apologies, sorry clowns

I'm here for the long run, I ain't Coffee Brown

Get to know me, the man, the person

So by the time I'm on my fifth album

You should understand the first one

It's non-fiction, you deny, you want proof

I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth

You get liable to shoot

This twenty-two release dem extra keyholes on the driver's side of your Coupe

Like, nighty night, here's your lullaby bitches

You might need just a lil' more than butterfly stitches

Get out of line and get stuck up duke

Lose your spine tryin' to touch us jukes

Get to a mall in a circle, guns out playin' "duck-duck-goose"

This shit is kinda aiight till I fuck in the booth

I'm sayin', I'm here, got my nine up in here

Thugs wanna rumble, I don't mind, nigga yeah

And when I'm done slidin' up somethin' fierce

You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the fuck outta here

Like I don't roll with niggas that'll lift ayn chrome

Take a look at 'em, you can see they just skin and bones

Y'all talk about bricks when y'all know who move

Us real niggas make withdrawls while y'all go through 'em

We carry long guns, we can contra on it

We talk about it, we live it, y'all ponder on it

Shit, ridiculously priced, us cons afford it

I'm talkin' straight cash, you might need a sponsor for it

But wait, ever met somebody that wouldn't chill?

Every second he feel the need to let you know that he's real

Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died

And the people he killed, in the future all the people he will

Talk about who he stabbed and beat up, and he won't cool out

Yakety-yakkin', he's reminiscing on different shootouts

How he was there, shotties was blastin'

Cops came with body bags, and he's talkin', but nobody asked him

Nah, he want attention, he want his name yelled

Me and him always end up in the same cell

I'm pissed on the top bunk, I can't sleep

This guy ain't street, go 'head, nigga, I ain't beef

But feel, stop there, who popped him, where?

Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared?

Ma' when I'm done pokin' you from the rear

You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here

Ma', you real aggressive, catchin' me off balance

It's a turn off, don't you know niggas respect a challenge?

Move a lil' slow gettin' at me

Treat the pussy like it's worth somethin', don't just go throwin' it at me

'Cause while you doin' it at the same time

I'm thinkin' how many niggas hit you wit that same line

Or how many other niggas you ran game to

How many niggas you fucked or you gave brain to

How many other dudes houses you done came to

With condoms on you hopin' that he find 'em on you

And I ain't tryin' to catch nothin' from you

So I'm caught up in a Catch-22

If I don't fuck her, then I'm not like guys she met before

So while I'm turnin' her down, she's just likin' me more

But if I do get to pokin', hit her with long strokin'

I now have a girlie on my hands that's open

I don't want her callin' me constantly

Thinkin' 'cause I fucked her she got a bond with me

I don't want her misunderstandin' a one-night stand

It was just a nut, I'm not your man

Ma', I'm there, if you fine in the rear

We can get into whatever, if you don't mind, boo be yeah

And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce

You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the fuck outta here

Ma', I'm there, name a time and where

We can get into whatever, if you don't mind, boo be yeah

And when I'm done pokin' you from the rear

You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the fuck outta here

Word

Here's for my niggas out there, man, fo' sho'

If you gotta disconnect the two-way

If you got a cellphone and you ain't paid the bill in a minute

They keep callin', I keep sending them to voicemail

You dodgin' your landlord

You know about it

If you wanna run, we know about it

Yeah

Just gotta go home

Yeah

Just came down, newly wed

Dubby on a week (get out)

That kid ain't white, you gotta be black

(Get out)

(Go, go, go, go, go, go)

Oh, yeah, forgot about the perm, you get the perm, okay

I see you, Dubby

Stay to fuck at the studio, Dubby

You put niggas outta business, nigga

C'mon

(Get out)

Desert storm, on top

(Go, go, go, go, go, go) webster

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