"Home Sweet Home" lyrics
Shoutout Eli, shoutout ss3bby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Just left New York, and you know I was workin', bitch (It's Acid Souljah, and you tuning in to my boy ss3bby, turn up)
Tatted on my face
Bitch, tatted on my face
Never love a bitch, finna get it tatted on my face
Bitch, I been rich, finna get it tatted on my face
[?] she gon' get it tatted on her waist
Bad ass bitch, but I think-, uh
Bad ass bitch, but I think I really need space
That boy, he a lick, he should get it tatted on his face
Never love a ho, nigga [?] for every day
Recording on my phone, no mic, no interface
Bitch all in my fuckin' business, she a fuckin' jake
And I'm a motherfuckin' dog, bitch [?]
Shawty said that I was broke, that's a bad take
And I smoke dope, roll up like every day
She want me to eat it, but I don't eat fish filet
That bitch is the baddest bitch, she deserve a vacay
Real deal gas, so high, I could educate
Shawty on my dick, real bad, she could relay
Dropped outta school two times, still get [?]
And I fucked that ho two times, pussy been great
Pussy so wet, had to clean up and then escape
Won't snitch on a nigga, not on any day
But to each his own
Watch what you say on that jailphone
I love a black queen, and her skintone
She look like Megan Good [?]
We rock the same designer, yeah, let's get along
They don't give my credit, but I still got lones
How the fuck you put him over me when he's a fuckin' clone?
I don't wanna do this, but I put one in your fuckin' dome
Left New York, yeah, I'm home sweet home
Bitch at my crib, she like, "Home sweet home"
Money mask on, and I mix it wit' the Chrome
Pull up to the Southside, home sweet home
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Just left New York, and you know I was workin', bitch (It's Acid Souljah, and you tuning in to my boy ss3bby, turn up)
Tatted on my face
Bitch, tatted on my face
Never love a bitch, finna get it tatted on my face
Bitch, I been rich, finna get it tatted on my face
[?] she gon' get it tatted on her waist
Bad ass bitch, but I think-, uh
Bad ass bitch, but I think I really need space
That boy, he a lick, he should get it tatted on his face
Never love a ho, nigga [?] for every day
Recording on my phone, no mic, no interface
Bitch all in my fuckin' business, she a fuckin' jake
And I'm a motherfuckin' dog, bitch [?]
Shawty said that I was broke, that's a bad take
And I smoke dope, roll up like every day
She want me to eat it, but I don't eat fish filet
That bitch is the baddest bitch, she deserve a vacay
Real deal gas, so high, I could educate
Shawty on my dick, real bad, she could relay
Dropped outta school two times, still get [?]
And I fucked that ho two times, pussy been great
Pussy so wet, had to clean up and then escape
Won't snitch on a nigga, not on any day
But to each his own
Watch what you say on that jailphone
I love a black queen, and her skintone
She look like Megan Good [?]
We rock the same designer, yeah, let's get along
They don't give my credit, but I still got lones
How the fuck you put him over me when he's a fuckin' clone?
I don't wanna do this, but I put one in your fuckin' dome
Left New York, yeah, I'm home sweet home
Bitch at my crib, she like, "Home sweet home"
Money mask on, and I mix it wit' the Chrome
Pull up to the Southside, home sweet home
