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Do or Die - Nobody's Home lyrics
Baby it's ya perogative what you do I don't give a damn what he think about you All i know is one plus one is two We can lay back while we sip a few Yeah it's true you can be my boo Tears to let out or you All i wanna do is keep in line wit you Doin everything if it's fine with you Lemme pick you up at a certain time Sit and dine drink the finest wine Ice over Cristal Lay back peep the the scenery still and a pimp smile In a little while Better time and ride out To tha finest hideout Silver wrist and a twist Cuz the neighboorhood homes is a risk And uh do you really wanna ride wit me Sit back and hide wit me Conversate when you fly wit me You dont need to be touched on Makin love over rough zone Playa hater get crushed on Bumrushed on Peep the game from a playa Who survived in the rought streets Collectin dust on my spot from the cops heat Hit the block gon shop for some nice meat I dont roll deep Just a lil bit o care Cuz a brother wanna bail to the mall To ball wit all the blunts Treat me right you deserve some dough But never earn my trust Stop trippin you can wae the bun Sit back in the smoothe ride Hit the block for ya homies hollarin two time And i aint thinkin bout ya other man All i'm thinkin bout is ends and a tight benz But it's right there hook Ooooh na na na na na na Nobody's Home Nobody's Home (x4) My four five-oh hit the front door Got me chillin like a star Out the ro ro Place anotha hand on my Georgia bull But when I got out the truck all the hoes froze Checkin me out like I'm po-po Bring a friend dont go solo Let's bail in your car V-12 double-oh got a bag a weed make a left on Monroe Three philly's from the store Got a place we can go Drie slow make a right keep it tight Now, park by the meter Roll the weed up Baby girl push ya seat up between the heater Playa Playa baby can i dirty dance wit you and ya friends Got a V-12 double-oh benz Plus you stackin the Benjamins Baby, puff puff pass and pull You can get hurt like that And why you wearin skirts like that Do he wonder where you at While he sellin zones you havin sex Puttin it down Givin up ya check See I'm a young playa Got game from tha vest I can talk a zebra out it sripes if it stand there and chat I can put my name on that And oh It's about four My mama should be walkin in the door So put on ya clothes Remember nobody knows Spray the air freshener before we go Do what ya doin But we gon smoke and ride playa like me and you Could never be alone so pickup the phone Baby I'm down in the zone (and nobody's home) Oooh na na na na na na Nobody's Home Nobody's Home Do you wanna take this chance wit me I know (I know) I know he be seeing you glance at me And oh, do you wanna live your fantasy Let's go to your place just you and me Take it slow Dont cry dry your eyes Despise the way that he treat you with lies I be ya Mary Jane ya everthing No pain I be ya moon stars and ya sun No rain See it's flamin when he leave us alone Come close Neverfind the brakes when I'm at your home I wont boast Or brag when I'm next to you True I do all the thangs ya man wont do For you So here's a few things to let you know When you're down Here's my number when I'm far away >From your town So call me when you have a need For me And by the way did you leave in my pocket This G ???? Ooooh na na na na na na Nobody's Home Nobody's Home (X4) Nobody's Home (Nobody's home) (xx) Baby Boy, Do or Die, Johnny P, Nobody's Home(xx |
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