HomeComing

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TM88 - Rap, Hip-Hop

HomeComing

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[Intro] 808, 808 Mafia Yeah, yeah [Chorus] The hood show me love every time I come home (Ayy) Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (Ayy) New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (Ayy) Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (Ayy) The hood show me love every time I come home (Ayy) Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (Ayy) New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (Ayy) Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (Ayy) [Verse 1] She give me piñata, she gon' bust it open Bitch, I'm from the bottom, where niggas keep a four fifth Money blue, it's so Crip, all my monеy Rollin' Hit her from the back, yeah, shе want me to hold her hands Thinking 'bout them racks, wait, like I work at Nordstrom's Smoking on a pack, wait, rolling up your old friends Man, that ass so fat, wait, she want me to go again She don't know my tracks, wait, must be a "Magnolia" fan She throw me the cat, wait, I feel like a Doja fan When I get that bag, wait, man, I do the Soulja dance Call me eighty racks, wait, why you try to expose your man? Boy, you know that's cap, ayy, I ain't even want your bands [Chorus] The hood show me love every time I come home (Ayy) Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (Ayy) New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (Ayy) Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (Ayy) The hood show me love every time I come home (Ayy) Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (Ayy) New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (Ayy) Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know [Verse 2] Yeah, a nigga got opps, just pointed 'em out I'm running it up, you running your mouth She suck on my dick, I cum in her mouth Run me your shit, they come in your house I feel like Martin, you get to steppin' I need Charmin, shit on you peasants Fresh to death like a stairway to heaven [I'm on the square, not eleven-seven?] Niggas square, took all your seconds I beat up her pussy like I'm in Tekken She bent over like those stretches She get tired when she ride for real I stack my money like I play Tetris Throw her the money, look like confetti I got the sauce, it's like spaghetti You wanna race? Bitch, I'm Andretti [Chorus] The hood show me love every time I come home (Ayy) Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (Ayy) New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (Ayy) Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (Ayy) The hood show me love every time I come home (Ayy) Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (Ayy) New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (Ayy) Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know

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Credits

Writers
  • Narcotics (Producer)
  • star boy
  • Outtatown
  • Whteboy
  • Synthetic
  • Lil 88
  • TM88
  • Pi’erre Bourne