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HomeComing

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808, 808 Mafia

Yeah

Yeah, 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)

She give me pinata, she gone bust it open

B**h, I'm from the bottom, where niggas keep a four fifth

Money blue it's so crip, all my money rolling

Hit her from the back, yeah, she want me to hold hands

Thinking bout' them racks, wait, like I work at Nordstrom

Smoking on a pack, wait, rolling up your old friends

Man, her 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 tryna expose your man?

Boy, you know that's cap, ayy, I ain't even want your bands

Yeah, 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)

Yeah, a n**a got opps, just point 'em out

I'm running it up, you running your mouth

She sucking my d**k, 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 with a square, now I got seven

Her n**a a square, took her in seconds

I beat up the p**y like I'm in Tekken

She bent over like them 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, b**h, I'm Andretti, yeah

Yeah, 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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