Come Home With Me Lyrics
| Song | Come Home With Me |
| Artist | Cam'ron |
| Album | Come Home with Me |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : George S. Clinton & Cameron Giles & Ty Fyffe & Gregory Green & Seon Thomas & LaR | |
| 作词 : Clinton, Fyffe, Giles, Green ... | |
| Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harlem World U.S.A. man | |
| Take a walk wit us on our block man, See how we live, DIP SET! | |
| [Cam'ron] | |
| Yo, yo, Come on home wit me, early '90's it wasn't pearly and *************ney | |
| I was so damn grimey | |
| 'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes | |
| Or jewelry wit the X's O's | |
| My house had espestoes | |
| I'm fixin' up a 60 pack, wit a kitty cat | |
| Mice run around the damn sticky trap | |
| Come on home wit me, where my mother found my crack platter | |
| Threw it away so I snapped at her, back slapped her | |
| She picked up a bat, like McGwuier for that matter | |
| Hit me, I was back at her | |
| Come home where I duck the DT's | |
| Line around the corner, but I'm gettin' the free cheese | |
| Come on home wit me, where I stand on my post | |
| Play wit my toast, Been here wit mayonaise and toast | |
| And pepper, many nights I done slept wit a heefer | |
| Any beef came it left on a stretcher KILLA! | |
| Come on home wit me, where they rapidly flossin' | |
| Where I begged Kim to have the abortion | |
| Money, brown bag, extortion | |
| Caution, where there's tragedy often | |
| Relax in a coffin | |
| And the ************* know I'm serious | |
| 'Cause I'm never scared ma, unless you miss ya period | |
| So come home wit me | |
| Where the girls wanna come home wit me | |
| They say "Cam if you need dome hit me!" | |
| Love to see the chrome wit me | |
| The car a quarter mil, on the wheels I done blown 50 | |
| Dice games blown 50, Jones loan 60 | |
| Had crack stones swiftly, Took it home wit me | |
| So come home wit me, where a ************* make star bucks | |
| I'm about to cop a +Starbucks+ | |
| I'm the first one wit hard luck | |
| Now I'm at the dealer buying cars...trucks | |
| AWWWWW SHUCKS! | |
| [Juelz Santana] | |
| Yo come home wit me | |
| To the streets, the slums, the ghettoes | |
| That's come to me | |
| Every night my girl crying "Come home to me" | |
| No! Come home wit me | |
| Where there's so many cops that the block is boiling | |
| The food is spoiled, but that pot wit the rock is boiling | |
| Same pot mommy cook wit, left the oil in | |
| Come home wit me, where these ******* is frauds | |
| *************s don't listen to broads | |
| They have you sittin' in court wit kids that ain't yours | |
| Come home wit me, where every day the glocks go pop | |
| Where the front door is broke, and them locks don't lock | |
| Come home wit me, dog where the beef is seekin' | |
| Kid's don't trick or treat, they get +tricked+ for +treating+ | |
| Come home wit me, where the pistols squeezing | |
| Where *************s twist the cheekin, ripped to pieces are kids get even | |
| Come home wit me, don't leave ya condoms behind | |
| 'Cause ******* leave them martians behind | |
| Pray to God that I'm fine | |
| Come on home wit me, come on zone wit me | |
| Come on walk through this cold city | |
| Where these kids need food | |
| *************s need God, and some ******* need rules | |
| Come on home wit me, where *************s livin' off they last buck | |
| Phonies off, rentings backed up | |
| Come on home wit me, *************s strap up | |
| Hit the streets gats up | |
| Clap up, and get they money back up | |
| Come on home wit me, every block got a crack in it | |
| Every hallway gotta a ************* wit some crack in it | |
| So don't get trapped in it | |
| [Jim Jones] | |
| Come on home wit me, where my parents wit um... | |
| Leave me alone | |
| So early I was free to just rome | |
| Wit 7 keys to the home | |
| 11 trees to the dome | |
| 13 I ran the streets wit the chrome | |
| Come on home wit me, where the buses don't run | |
| And my dog stay bustin his gun | |
| Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun | |
| Keep a blade up in they gums | |
| This is Harlem, where the ************* is you from? | |
| Uh, come on home wit me every few minutes was a knock on the door | |
| Fiends come coppin' the raw | |
| Clothes, kicks, socks on the floor | |
| Mommy like "Be quiet because I really think them cops at the door!" | |
| There's some locks on the door | |
| Come on home wit me, grandmothers is 30 | |
| One gram on that butter is 30 | |
| Sold grams wit my cousin birdy | |
| School, cutting it early | |
| Don't stutter mother*******s you heard me | |
| Come on home wit me, these are the facts | |
| Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked | |
| Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face | |
| Sauce snatched by the feds, **** was the case | |
| And *************t he still pleading his case | |
| Come home wit me, hoes say "let's jones wit you" | |
| But I wouldn't take them home wit you | |
| Come home wit me, get stoned wit me | |
| Get zoned wit me, the crome you see | |
| Dip set come home wit me | |
| Uh...Dip Set *************, Jim Jones, Killa! | |
| Freakey Zeekey, Juelz Santana |
| zuo qu : George S. Clinton Cameron Giles Ty Fyffe Gregory Green Seon Thomas LaR | |
| zuo ci : Clinton, Fyffe, Giles, Green ... | |
| Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harlem World U. S. A. man | |
| Take a walk wit us on our block man, See how we live, DIP SET! | |
| Cam' ron | |
| Yo, yo, Come on home wit me, early ' 90' s it wasn' t pearly and ney | |
| I was so damn grimey | |
| ' Cause I ain' t have no fresh clothes | |
| Or jewelry wit the X' s O' s | |
| My house had espestoes | |
| I' m fixin' up a 60 pack, wit a kitty cat | |
| Mice run around the damn sticky trap | |
| Come on home wit me, where my mother found my crack platter | |
| Threw it away so I snapped at her, back slapped her | |
| She picked up a bat, like McGwuier for that matter | |
| Hit me, I was back at her | |
| Come home where I duck the DT' s | |
| Line around the corner, but I' m gettin' the free cheese | |
| Come on home wit me, where I stand on my post | |
| Play wit my toast, Been here wit mayonaise and toast | |
| And pepper, many nights I done slept wit a heefer | |
| Any beef came it left on a stretcher KILLA! | |
| Come on home wit me, where they rapidly flossin' | |
| Where I begged Kim to have the abortion | |
| Money, brown bag, extortion | |
| Caution, where there' s tragedy often | |
| Relax in a coffin | |
| And the know I' m serious | |
| ' Cause I' m never scared ma, unless you miss ya period | |
| So come home wit me | |
| Where the girls wanna come home wit me | |
| They say " Cam if you need dome hit me!" | |
| Love to see the chrome wit me | |
| The car a quarter mil, on the wheels I done blown 50 | |
| Dice games blown 50, Jones loan 60 | |
| Had crack stones swiftly, Took it home wit me | |
| So come home wit me, where a make star bucks | |
| I' m about to cop a Starbucks | |
| I' m the first one wit hard luck | |
| Now I' m at the dealer buying cars... trucks | |
| AWWWWW SHUCKS! | |
| Juelz Santana | |
| Yo come home wit me | |
| To the streets, the slums, the ghettoes | |
| That' s come to me | |
| Every night my girl crying " Come home to me" | |
| No! Come home wit me | |
| Where there' s so many cops that the block is boiling | |
| The food is spoiled, but that pot wit the rock is boiling | |
| Same pot mommy cook wit, left the oil in | |
| Come home wit me, where these is frauds | |
| s don' t listen to broads | |
| They have you sittin' in court wit kids that ain' t yours | |
| Come home wit me, where every day the glocks go pop | |
| Where the front door is broke, and them locks don' t lock | |
| Come home wit me, dog where the beef is seekin' | |
| Kid' s don' t trick or treat, they get tricked for treating | |
| Come home wit me, where the pistols squeezing | |
| Where s twist the cheekin, ripped to pieces are kids get even | |
| Come home wit me, don' t leave ya condoms behind | |
| ' Cause leave them martians behind | |
| Pray to God that I' m fine | |
| Come on home wit me, come on zone wit me | |
| Come on walk through this cold city | |
| Where these kids need food | |
| s need God, and some need rules | |
| Come on home wit me, where s livin' off they last buck | |
| Phonies off, rentings backed up | |
| Come on home wit me, s strap up | |
| Hit the streets gats up | |
| Clap up, and get they money back up | |
| Come on home wit me, every block got a crack in it | |
| Every hallway gotta a wit some crack in it | |
| So don' t get trapped in it | |
| Jim Jones | |
| Come on home wit me, where my parents wit um... | |
| Leave me alone | |
| So early I was free to just rome | |
| Wit 7 keys to the home | |
| 11 trees to the dome | |
| 13 I ran the streets wit the chrome | |
| Come on home wit me, where the buses don' t run | |
| And my dog stay bustin his gun | |
| Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun | |
| Keep a blade up in they gums | |
| This is Harlem, where the is you from? | |
| Uh, come on home wit me every few minutes was a knock on the door | |
| Fiends come coppin' the raw | |
| Clothes, kicks, socks on the floor | |
| Mommy like " Be quiet because I really think them cops at the door!" | |
| There' s some locks on the door | |
| Come on home wit me, grandmothers is 30 | |
| One gram on that butter is 30 | |
| Sold grams wit my cousin birdy | |
| School, cutting it early | |
| Don' t stutter mother s you heard me | |
| Come on home wit me, these are the facts | |
| Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked | |
| Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face | |
| Sauce snatched by the feds, was the case | |
| And t he still pleading his case | |
| Come home wit me, hoes say " let' s jones wit you" | |
| But I wouldn' t take them home wit you | |
| Come home wit me, get stoned wit me | |
| Get zoned wit me, the crome you see | |
| Dip set come home wit me | |
| Uh... Dip Set , Jim Jones, Killa! | |
| Freakey Zeekey, Juelz Santana |
| zuò qǔ : George S. Clinton Cameron Giles Ty Fyffe Gregory Green Seon Thomas LaR | |
| zuò cí : Clinton, Fyffe, Giles, Green ... | |
| Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harlem World U. S. A. man | |
| Take a walk wit us on our block man, See how we live, DIP SET! | |
| Cam' ron | |
| Yo, yo, Come on home wit me, early ' 90' s it wasn' t pearly and ney | |
| I was so damn grimey | |
| ' Cause I ain' t have no fresh clothes | |
| Or jewelry wit the X' s O' s | |
| My house had espestoes | |
| I' m fixin' up a 60 pack, wit a kitty cat | |
| Mice run around the damn sticky trap | |
| Come on home wit me, where my mother found my crack platter | |
| Threw it away so I snapped at her, back slapped her | |
| She picked up a bat, like McGwuier for that matter | |
| Hit me, I was back at her | |
| Come home where I duck the DT' s | |
| Line around the corner, but I' m gettin' the free cheese | |
| Come on home wit me, where I stand on my post | |
| Play wit my toast, Been here wit mayonaise and toast | |
| And pepper, many nights I done slept wit a heefer | |
| Any beef came it left on a stretcher KILLA! | |
| Come on home wit me, where they rapidly flossin' | |
| Where I begged Kim to have the abortion | |
| Money, brown bag, extortion | |
| Caution, where there' s tragedy often | |
| Relax in a coffin | |
| And the know I' m serious | |
| ' Cause I' m never scared ma, unless you miss ya period | |
| So come home wit me | |
| Where the girls wanna come home wit me | |
| They say " Cam if you need dome hit me!" | |
| Love to see the chrome wit me | |
| The car a quarter mil, on the wheels I done blown 50 | |
| Dice games blown 50, Jones loan 60 | |
| Had crack stones swiftly, Took it home wit me | |
| So come home wit me, where a make star bucks | |
| I' m about to cop a Starbucks | |
| I' m the first one wit hard luck | |
| Now I' m at the dealer buying cars... trucks | |
| AWWWWW SHUCKS! | |
| Juelz Santana | |
| Yo come home wit me | |
| To the streets, the slums, the ghettoes | |
| That' s come to me | |
| Every night my girl crying " Come home to me" | |
| No! Come home wit me | |
| Where there' s so many cops that the block is boiling | |
| The food is spoiled, but that pot wit the rock is boiling | |
| Same pot mommy cook wit, left the oil in | |
| Come home wit me, where these is frauds | |
| s don' t listen to broads | |
| They have you sittin' in court wit kids that ain' t yours | |
| Come home wit me, where every day the glocks go pop | |
| Where the front door is broke, and them locks don' t lock | |
| Come home wit me, dog where the beef is seekin' | |
| Kid' s don' t trick or treat, they get tricked for treating | |
| Come home wit me, where the pistols squeezing | |
| Where s twist the cheekin, ripped to pieces are kids get even | |
| Come home wit me, don' t leave ya condoms behind | |
| ' Cause leave them martians behind | |
| Pray to God that I' m fine | |
| Come on home wit me, come on zone wit me | |
| Come on walk through this cold city | |
| Where these kids need food | |
| s need God, and some need rules | |
| Come on home wit me, where s livin' off they last buck | |
| Phonies off, rentings backed up | |
| Come on home wit me, s strap up | |
| Hit the streets gats up | |
| Clap up, and get they money back up | |
| Come on home wit me, every block got a crack in it | |
| Every hallway gotta a wit some crack in it | |
| So don' t get trapped in it | |
| Jim Jones | |
| Come on home wit me, where my parents wit um... | |
| Leave me alone | |
| So early I was free to just rome | |
| Wit 7 keys to the home | |
| 11 trees to the dome | |
| 13 I ran the streets wit the chrome | |
| Come on home wit me, where the buses don' t run | |
| And my dog stay bustin his gun | |
| Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun | |
| Keep a blade up in they gums | |
| This is Harlem, where the is you from? | |
| Uh, come on home wit me every few minutes was a knock on the door | |
| Fiends come coppin' the raw | |
| Clothes, kicks, socks on the floor | |
| Mommy like " Be quiet because I really think them cops at the door!" | |
| There' s some locks on the door | |
| Come on home wit me, grandmothers is 30 | |
| One gram on that butter is 30 | |
| Sold grams wit my cousin birdy | |
| School, cutting it early | |
| Don' t stutter mother s you heard me | |
| Come on home wit me, these are the facts | |
| Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked | |
| Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face | |
| Sauce snatched by the feds, was the case | |
| And t he still pleading his case | |
| Come home wit me, hoes say " let' s jones wit you" | |
| But I wouldn' t take them home wit you | |
| Come home wit me, get stoned wit me | |
| Get zoned wit me, the crome you see | |
| Dip set come home wit me | |
| Uh... Dip Set , Jim Jones, Killa! | |
| Freakey Zeekey, Juelz Santana |
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