On The Way Home (feat. Bowzer Boss)

I'm on the way home

I'm in a black cab (Yeah)

I'm comin' to the house

Put summat on bad

Roll me a spliff, I need a few drags

You don't have to worry, I ain't feelin' these slags

I'm on the way home

I'm in a black cab (Comin')

I'm comin' to the house

Put summat on bad (Yeah)

Roll me a spliff, I need a few drags

You don't have to worry, I ain't feelin' these slags

I'm on the way home

Got me bangin' of her phone

It coulda been a mazza but I left the club alone

You know me, keep it grown

You better watch your tone

Yeah, I let her throw a tantrum

Then she throws the dog a bone

Two girls on my cologne

I split up the Patrón

Twenty man up on your table

Blood, I killed it on my own

Twelve shots to the dome

Now I feel a little stoned

Man, she calls it cowgirl, I call it sittin' on the throne

Man, she's sober, I'm not

And she knows I'm a G, 'cause I go for the spot

I'm up the stairs like I know there's a cot

Know my way around here, 'cause I'm over a lot

And plus I took her Ann Summers, so I know what she's got

I tell her slap on somethin' new and roll me up a zoot

Now lick it lick a Rizzla and then blow it like a flute

No, you don't have to worry, everything that we've been through

Sweet Home Alabama, babe, I'm comin' home to you, yo

I'm on the way home

I'm in a black cab (Yeah)

I'm comin' to the house

Put summat on bad

Roll me a spliff, I need a few drags

You don't have to worry, I ain't feelin' these slags

I'm on the way home

I'm in a black cab (I'm comin')

I'm comin' to the house

Put summat on bad (Yeah)

Roll me a spliff, I need a few drags

You don't have to worry, I ain't feelin' these slags

I'm on the way home

Comin' back to the gaff

Swear I've had a long day, babe

Roll me a bat

You got somethin' on your chest, but you're holdin' it back

You won't say it how it is, and I've been noticin' that

You just gotta tell me how you feel and always keep it real

Yeah, a couple gal are snacks, but my baby girl's a meal

Around the corner in a cab, head spinnin' like the wheels

Comin' home to a freak, you already know the deal

Uh, yeah, I like her, I ain't never been in love though

Still I'm not a liar, I just tell her that I love dough

Put on somethin' sexy, get ready for when I come home

Still love your ex, but when we sex, all that love goes

So just slap on somethin' new

Roll me up a zoot while you're sittin' lookin' cute

No, you don't have to worry, everything that we've been through

All them hoes in the club, still I'm comin' home to you

I'm on the way home

I'm in a black cab

I'm comin' to the house

Put summat on bad (Yeah)

Roll me a spliff, I need a few drags

You don't have to worry, I ain't feelin' these slags

I'm on the way home

I'm in a black cab (I'm comin')

I'm comin' to the house

Put summat on bad (Yeah)

Roll me a spliff, I need a few drags

You don't have to worry, I ain't feelin' these slags

I'm on the way home

I'm in a black cab

I'm comin' to the house

Put summat on bad (Yeah)

Roll me a spliff, I need a few drags (Yeah)

You don't have to worry, I ain't feelin' these slags

I'm on the way home

I'm in a black cab

I'm comin' to the house (Comin', babe)

Put summat on bad (Yeah)

Roll me a spliff, I need a few drags (Yeah)

You don't have to worry, I ain't feelin' these slags

I'm on the way home