Homie Lyrics

I'm at the studio right now with the glock on Me

Give yo ass six shots like Chris Bosh, homie

Smoke a doggy ass in the whip, we hotboxed, Homie

If Cuzz get to tellin' shit, then he

Ain't my homie

And he never was, I don't smoke gorilla glue, this some different bud

I just rolled a wood up with a nigga life in it

I just poured the cup of my opp and put ice in it

Baby always talkin' bout my chain like "what's

The price for it?"

I just caught a body with this pole, I can't license it

Baby gave me head, I looked down, she had Lice in it

I don't give a fuck, she kept suckin', I'm triflin

I'ma keep tryin' to spin your block, I like Recyclin

Niggas talkin' tough, on the net but page Privated

Baby girl got good pussy, I'm wifin' it

Niggas messin' me with that bullshit, don't

Got time for it

I just poured me up a cup, yeah I might O.D.

Nigga, you can't get the ups, you can't fake me

Baby, she gon' lick it up, she my baby

Nigga, they can't be found, and I'm slidin

On your main street

Baby, hold me down if you sayin' that you

Love me

Baby said I'm fine, but she know that I can

Get ugly

Smokin' on some pounds, of that gas, but I ain't Really musty

I ain't never snaked my mans, but I told

Him do not trust me

Told bro, if I ever rat, he better bust me

Dawg approach my whip way too fast, almost

Popped my unkie

I know she say she do, but she don't really Love me

I done drop seven on the opps three times

I'm feelin' lucky

I'm at the studio right now with the glock on Me

Give yo ass six shots like Chris Bosh, homie

Smoke a doggy ass in the whip, we hotboxed, Homie

If Cuzz get to tellin' shit, then he

Ain't my homie

And he never was, I don't smoke gorilla glue, This some different bud

I just rolled a wood up with a nigga life in it

I just poured the cup of my opp and put ice in it

(Cjay, Thats You? BOOM!)