Go Home

Stevie B Beatz

Ayy, ayy

It's been a nice week

You've been at the crib

You cook and you clean, uh

On a wifey ting

Went studio, made some hits

In the club and I heard you scream

That look, I know how it feels

But it's time to go home

Go home, go home, go home

I don't want that thing no more

Go home, go home, go home

And I know that you bad as fuck

And you got no waist and you need some love

And I know you gon' probably hate me

But you been really out here for ages

Go home

I don't want that thing no more

Don't call my two-three-four

'Cause some other hoes need my love

And you never gon' be enough

There's never gon' be no us B

Go home

I don't want that ting no more, yeah

It's a bachelor pad for a reason

I don't wanna see no panties hanging in my bathroom

Bitch, that sounds like treason

I eat pussy, but tonight I'm vegan

That big booty ain't blind my vision

Cut that bullshit, it's playboy season

I ain't gon' die on a lil' preseason

I am a ho, yeah

How don't you know?

Do I gotta tat it on my face so clearly?

How the fuck you think I stay so petty?

I got chicks when I touch down steady

Though you bad and your waist work (Mad)

But It's time to go don't call me (Bitch)

But it's time to go home

Go home, go home, go home

I don't want that thing no more

Go home, go home, go home

And I know that you bad as fuck

And you got no waist and you need some love

And I know you gon' probably hate me

But you been really out here for ages

Go home

I don't want that thing no more

Don't call my two-three-four

'Cause some other hoes need my love

And you never gon' be enough

There's never gon' be no us (B)

Go home (B)

But it's time to go home

Go home, go home, go home

I don't want that thing no more

Go home, go home, go home

Don't call my two-three-four

Go home, go home, go home

I don't want that thing no more

Go home, go home, go home