U Ain't Gotta Go Home - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | U Ain't Gotta Go Home - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Joe Budden |
| Album | Joe Budden |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Budden, Kuleszynski | |
| Yeah, the world famous | |
| DJ Clue Desert | |
| Storm Jump off | |
| Joe Buddens on top | |
| This go out to all my niggas | |
| You ain't gotta chain, but you got a mean mother****ing wrist game | |
| All my ladies, you ain't got a car | |
| But you gotta mean mother****ing heel game | |
| Click them heels | |
| You know how we do it | |
| C'mon [Joe Budden] | |
| Whoa! (Ha ha) | |
| Whoa! Okay | |
| Dub Whoa! | |
| Have some fun with it [Hook] | |
| Mami, I'm there if you fine in the rear | |
| We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah | |
| And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce | |
| You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the **** outta here [Verse 1] | |
| I ain't got to tell homeboy, he know that | |
| This is 'Matrix | |
| Reloaded' and | |
| Neo's back | |
| I'm up, humble apologies, sorry clowns | |
| I'm here for the long run, | |
| I ain't Coffee | |
| Brown Get to know me, the man, the person | |
| So by the time | |
| I'm on my fifth album | |
| You should understand the first one | |
| It's non-fiction, you deny you want proof | |
| I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth | |
| You gets liable to shoot | |
| This twenty-two release some extra keyholes on the driver's side of your coupe | |
| Like, nighty night, here's your lullaby bitches | |
| You might need just a little more than butterfly stitches | |
| Get out of line and get stuck up duke | |
| Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes | |
| Get to the mall in a circle, guns out playin' "duck-duck-goose" | |
| This shit is kinda aiight till | |
| I **** in the booth | |
| I'm sayin', | |
| I'm here, got my nine up in here | |
| Thugs wanna rumble, | |
| I don't mind, nigga yeah [Bridge] | |
| And when I'm done slidin' up somethin' fierce | |
| You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the **** outta here [Verse 2] | |
| Like I don't roll with niggas that'll lift 'ayn' chrome | |
| Take a look at 'em, you can see they just skin and bones | |
| You all talk about bricks when y'all know who move 'em us real niggas make withdrawls while y'all go through 'em | |
| We carry long guns, we can contra on it | |
| We talk about it, we live it, you all ponder on it | |
| Shit, ridiculously priced, us cons afford it | |
| I'm talkin' straight cash, you might need a sponsor for it | |
| But wait - ever met somebody that wouldn't chill | |
| Every second he feel the need to let you know that he's real | |
| Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died | |
| And the people he killed and in the future all the people he will | |
| Talk about who he stabbed and beat up, and he won't cool out | |
| Yakety-yakkin', he's reminiscing on different shootouts | |
| How he was there, shotties was blastin' | |
| Cops came with body bags, and he's talkin', but nobody asked him | |
| Naw - he want attention, he want his name yelled | |
| Me and him always end up in the same cell | |
| I'm pissed on the top bunk, | |
| I can't sleep | |
| This guy ain't street, go 'head nigga | |
| I ain't beef | |
| But feel me - stop there, who popped him where | |
| Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared [Bridge] | |
| Ma when I'm done pokin' you from the rear | |
| You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the **** outta here [Verse 3] | |
| Ma - you real aggressive, catchin' me of balance | |
| It's a turn off, don't you know niggas respect a challenge | |
| Move a little slow gettin' at me | |
| Treat the pussy like it's worth somethin', don't just go throwin' it at me | |
| Cause - while you doin' it at the same time | |
| I'm thinkin' how many niggas hit you wit that same line | |
| Or - how many other niggas you ran game to | |
| How many niggas you ****ed or you gave brain to | |
| How many other dudes houses you done came to | |
| With condoms on you hopin' that he fondles on you | |
| And - I ain't tryin' to catch nothin' from you | |
| So I'm caught up in a | |
| Catch-22 If | |
| I don't **** her then | |
| I'm not like guys she met before | |
| So while I'm turnin' her down she's just likin' me more | |
| But if I do get to pokin', hit her with long strokin' | |
| I now have a girlie on my hands that's open | |
| I don't want her callin' me constantly | |
| Thinkin' 'cause | |
| I ****ed her she got a bond with me | |
| I don't want her misunderstandin' a one night stand | |
| It was just a nut, | |
| I'm not your man [Hook] | |
| Ma - I'm there, if you fine in the rear | |
| We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah | |
| And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce | |
| You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the **** outta here | |
| Ma - I'm there, name a time and where | |
| We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah | |
| And when I'm done pokin' you from the rear | |
| You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the **** outta here [DJ Clue talking till end] |
| zuo qu : Budden, Kuleszynski | |
| Yeah, the world famous | |
| DJ Clue Desert | |
| Storm Jump off | |
| Joe Buddens on top | |
| This go out to all my niggas | |
| You ain' t gotta chain, but you got a mean mother ing wrist game | |
| All my ladies, you ain' t got a car | |
| But you gotta mean mother ing heel game | |
| Click them heels | |
| You know how we do it | |
| C' mon Joe Budden | |
| Whoa! Ha ha | |
| Whoa! Okay | |
| Dub Whoa! | |
| Have some fun with it Hook | |
| Mami, I' m there if you fine in the rear | |
| We can get into whatever if you don' t mind boo be yeah | |
| And when I' m done slidin', you somethin' fierce | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here Verse 1 | |
| I ain' t got to tell homeboy, he know that | |
| This is ' Matrix | |
| Reloaded' and | |
| Neo' s back | |
| I' m up, humble apologies, sorry clowns | |
| I' m here for the long run, | |
| I ain' t Coffee | |
| Brown Get to know me, the man, the person | |
| So by the time | |
| I' m on my fifth album | |
| You should understand the first one | |
| It' s nonfiction, you deny you want proof | |
| I only buck in the air when the sky' s in the booth | |
| You gets liable to shoot | |
| This twentytwo release some extra keyholes on the driver' s side of your coupe | |
| Like, nighty night, here' s your lullaby bitches | |
| You might need just a little more than butterfly stitches | |
| Get out of line and get stuck up duke | |
| Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes | |
| Get to the mall in a circle, guns out playin' " duckduckgoose" | |
| This shit is kinda aiight till | |
| I in the booth | |
| I' m sayin', | |
| I' m here, got my nine up in here | |
| Thugs wanna rumble, | |
| I don' t mind, nigga yeah Bridge | |
| And when I' m done slidin' up somethin' fierce | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here Verse 2 | |
| Like I don' t roll with niggas that' ll lift ' ayn' chrome | |
| Take a look at ' em, you can see they just skin and bones | |
| You all talk about bricks when y' all know who move ' em us real niggas make withdrawls while y' all go through ' em | |
| We carry long guns, we can contra on it | |
| We talk about it, we live it, you all ponder on it | |
| Shit, ridiculously priced, us cons afford it | |
| I' m talkin' straight cash, you might need a sponsor for it | |
| But wait ever met somebody that wouldn' t chill | |
| Every second he feel the need to let you know that he' s real | |
| Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died | |
| And the people he killed and in the future all the people he will | |
| Talk about who he stabbed and beat up, and he won' t cool out | |
| Yaketyyakkin', he' s reminiscing on different shootouts | |
| How he was there, shotties was blastin' | |
| Cops came with body bags, and he' s talkin', but nobody asked him | |
| Naw he want attention, he want his name yelled | |
| Me and him always end up in the same cell | |
| I' m pissed on the top bunk, | |
| I can' t sleep | |
| This guy ain' t street, go ' head nigga | |
| I ain' t beef | |
| But feel me stop there, who popped him where | |
| Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared Bridge | |
| Ma when I' m done pokin' you from the rear | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here Verse 3 | |
| Ma you real aggressive, catchin' me of balance | |
| It' s a turn off, don' t you know niggas respect a challenge | |
| Move a little slow gettin' at me | |
| Treat the pussy like it' s worth somethin', don' t just go throwin' it at me | |
| Cause while you doin' it at the same time | |
| I' m thinkin' how many niggas hit you wit that same line | |
| Or how many other niggas you ran game to | |
| How many niggas you ed or you gave brain to | |
| How many other dudes houses you done came to | |
| With condoms on you hopin' that he fondles on you | |
| And I ain' t tryin' to catch nothin' from you | |
| So I' m caught up in a | |
| Catch22 If | |
| I don' t her then | |
| I' m not like guys she met before | |
| So while I' m turnin' her down she' s just likin' me more | |
| But if I do get to pokin', hit her with long strokin' | |
| I now have a girlie on my hands that' s open | |
| I don' t want her callin' me constantly | |
| Thinkin' ' cause | |
| I ed her she got a bond with me | |
| I don' t want her misunderstandin' a one night stand | |
| It was just a nut, | |
| I' m not your man Hook | |
| Ma I' m there, if you fine in the rear | |
| We can get into whatever if you don' t mind boo be yeah | |
| And when I' m done slidin', you somethin' fierce | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here | |
| Ma I' m there, name a time and where | |
| We can get into whatever if you don' t mind boo be yeah | |
| And when I' m done pokin' you from the rear | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here DJ Clue talking till end |
| zuò qǔ : Budden, Kuleszynski | |
| Yeah, the world famous | |
| DJ Clue Desert | |
| Storm Jump off | |
| Joe Buddens on top | |
| This go out to all my niggas | |
| You ain' t gotta chain, but you got a mean mother ing wrist game | |
| All my ladies, you ain' t got a car | |
| But you gotta mean mother ing heel game | |
| Click them heels | |
| You know how we do it | |
| C' mon Joe Budden | |
| Whoa! Ha ha | |
| Whoa! Okay | |
| Dub Whoa! | |
| Have some fun with it Hook | |
| Mami, I' m there if you fine in the rear | |
| We can get into whatever if you don' t mind boo be yeah | |
| And when I' m done slidin', you somethin' fierce | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here Verse 1 | |
| I ain' t got to tell homeboy, he know that | |
| This is ' Matrix | |
| Reloaded' and | |
| Neo' s back | |
| I' m up, humble apologies, sorry clowns | |
| I' m here for the long run, | |
| I ain' t Coffee | |
| Brown Get to know me, the man, the person | |
| So by the time | |
| I' m on my fifth album | |
| You should understand the first one | |
| It' s nonfiction, you deny you want proof | |
| I only buck in the air when the sky' s in the booth | |
| You gets liable to shoot | |
| This twentytwo release some extra keyholes on the driver' s side of your coupe | |
| Like, nighty night, here' s your lullaby bitches | |
| You might need just a little more than butterfly stitches | |
| Get out of line and get stuck up duke | |
| Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes | |
| Get to the mall in a circle, guns out playin' " duckduckgoose" | |
| This shit is kinda aiight till | |
| I in the booth | |
| I' m sayin', | |
| I' m here, got my nine up in here | |
| Thugs wanna rumble, | |
| I don' t mind, nigga yeah Bridge | |
| And when I' m done slidin' up somethin' fierce | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here Verse 2 | |
| Like I don' t roll with niggas that' ll lift ' ayn' chrome | |
| Take a look at ' em, you can see they just skin and bones | |
| You all talk about bricks when y' all know who move ' em us real niggas make withdrawls while y' all go through ' em | |
| We carry long guns, we can contra on it | |
| We talk about it, we live it, you all ponder on it | |
| Shit, ridiculously priced, us cons afford it | |
| I' m talkin' straight cash, you might need a sponsor for it | |
| But wait ever met somebody that wouldn' t chill | |
| Every second he feel the need to let you know that he' s real | |
| Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died | |
| And the people he killed and in the future all the people he will | |
| Talk about who he stabbed and beat up, and he won' t cool out | |
| Yaketyyakkin', he' s reminiscing on different shootouts | |
| How he was there, shotties was blastin' | |
| Cops came with body bags, and he' s talkin', but nobody asked him | |
| Naw he want attention, he want his name yelled | |
| Me and him always end up in the same cell | |
| I' m pissed on the top bunk, | |
| I can' t sleep | |
| This guy ain' t street, go ' head nigga | |
| I ain' t beef | |
| But feel me stop there, who popped him where | |
| Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared Bridge | |
| Ma when I' m done pokin' you from the rear | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here Verse 3 | |
| Ma you real aggressive, catchin' me of balance | |
| It' s a turn off, don' t you know niggas respect a challenge | |
| Move a little slow gettin' at me | |
| Treat the pussy like it' s worth somethin', don' t just go throwin' it at me | |
| Cause while you doin' it at the same time | |
| I' m thinkin' how many niggas hit you wit that same line | |
| Or how many other niggas you ran game to | |
| How many niggas you ed or you gave brain to | |
| How many other dudes houses you done came to | |
| With condoms on you hopin' that he fondles on you | |
| And I ain' t tryin' to catch nothin' from you | |
| So I' m caught up in a | |
| Catch22 If | |
| I don' t her then | |
| I' m not like guys she met before | |
| So while I' m turnin' her down she' s just likin' me more | |
| But if I do get to pokin', hit her with long strokin' | |
| I now have a girlie on my hands that' s open | |
| I don' t want her callin' me constantly | |
| Thinkin' ' cause | |
| I ed her she got a bond with me | |
| I don' t want her misunderstandin' a one night stand | |
| It was just a nut, | |
| I' m not your man Hook | |
| Ma I' m there, if you fine in the rear | |
| We can get into whatever if you don' t mind boo be yeah | |
| And when I' m done slidin', you somethin' fierce | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here | |
| Ma I' m there, name a time and where | |
| We can get into whatever if you don' t mind boo be yeah | |
| And when I' m done pokin' you from the rear | |
| You ain' t gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here DJ Clue talking till end |
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