Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Home , by - Tion Wayne. Release date: 26.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Home |
| Lord of mercy |
| Up but I’ll get down and dirty |
| And my brothers drive cars all Germany |
| And my main ting flexing in Burberry |
| Bum perky (come on, come on) |
| Ever so certi |
| Say I been bad from nursery (bad from nursery) |
| Love it when she get twerky |
| So real and she cruddy from the east like Shirley (Shirley) |
| Shop car now ever so real |
| Big bar now man I got skills |
| So wavey and I’m so trill (so trill) |
| When I make cash man I get thrills |
| Read notes that Wayne’s wifin' |
| Fell in love straight away like it’s Love Island |
| Drop skill me and I’m still smiling |
| Might move to Dubai all in good timing |
| I’m like fresh out the can man I’m up |
| And the feds try get your boy down |
| Ain’t going back man I’m all about my prof |
| You know T Wayne all about pound like |
| Yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah) |
| Yeah yeah yeah (yeah) |
| Yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah) |
| Yeah yeah yeah |
| I’m like starship |
| Caribbean girl say raatid |
| Had the block all gettin' outsmarted |
| I came fresh home lookin' Bin Laden |
| Man I think they said bad man foeatd |
| Bad man forward, bad man pull up |
| The hood need a real one and I stood up |
| If thay bum is big man we can hook up |
| I remember old school, I was raged |
| Applied pressure get myself paid |
| I never lost hope when i was caged |
| When i was bruk down it was so strange |
| I had to make change just to get change |
| I love my real ones and my supporters |
| Had to grind hard had to cut corners |
| With a white ting batty enormous |
| Something like my whip game ever so gorgeous |
| I’m like fresh out the can man I’m up |
| And the feds try get your boy down |
| Ain’t going back man I’m all about my prof |
| You know T Wayne all about pound like |
| Yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah) |
| Yeah yeah yeah (keep pushin') |
| Yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah) |
| Yeah yeah yeah |
| One time for my Gs still juggin' |
| Two four seven out here keep pushin' |
| Fly out we don’t think twice just book it |
| Real ones always do tings they shouldn’t |
| I’m like fresh out the can man I’m up |
| And the feds try get your boy down |
| Ain’t going back man I’m all about my prof |
| You know T Wayne all about pound like |
| Yeah yeah yeah |
| Yeah yeah yeah (keep pushin') |
| Yeah yeah yeah (yeah) |
| Yeah yeah yeah |