"Go Home" lyrics

Stevie B Beatz
Ayy, ayy
It's been a nice week
You've been at the crib
You cook and you clean, uh
On a wifey ting
Went studio, made some hits
In the club and I heard you scream
That look, I know how it feels

But it's time to go home
Go home, go home, go home
I don't want that thing no more
Go home, go home, go home
And I know that you bad as fuck
And you got no waist and you need some love
And I know you gon' probably hate me
But you been really out here for ages

Go home
I don't want that thing no more
Don't call my two-three-four
Cause some other hoes need my love
And you never gon' be enough
There's never gon' be no us
Go home
I don't want that ting no more, yeah

It's a bachelor pad for a reason
I don't wanna see no panties hanging in my bathroom
Bitch, that sounds like treason
I eat pussy, but tonight I'm vegan
That big booty ain't blind my vision
Cut that bullshit, it's playboy season
I ain't gon' die on a lil' preseason
I am a ho, yeah
How don't you know?
Do I gotta tat it on my face so clearly?
How the fuck you think I stay so petty?
I got chicks when I touch down steady
Though you bad and your waist work (Mad)
But It's time to go don't call me (Bitch)

But it's time to go home
Go home, go home, go home
I don't want that thing no more
Go home, go home, go home
And I know that you bad as fuck
And you got no waist and you need some love
And I know you gon' probably hate me
But you been really out here for ages

Go home
I don't want that thing no more
Don't call my two-three-four
Cause some other hoes need my love
And you never gon' be enough
There's never gon' be no us
Go home

But it's time to go home
Go home, go home, go home
I don't want that thing no more
Go home, go home, go home
Don't call my two-three-four
Go home, go home, go home
I don't want that thing no more
Go home, go home, go home