Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Homie, Lover, Friend, artist - Z-Ro. Album song I'm Still Living, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
Homie, Lover, Friend |
King of Da Ghetto, know I’m saying |
You wanna be the queen, let me holla at ya |
You want a nigga to touch you where it counts, you can call me up I’m on my way |
Since you serious conversation, I listen to what you have to say |
This ain’t gotta be, about a wam-bam thank you ma’am |
I’m not like these other fellas, although I know you think I am |
Even though I kick it, with a lot of females |
I can honestly tell you, that I ain’t got a female |
Because I’m fresh out of jail, you prolly think that I just wanna bone |
Hit it quit it, then delete your number from my mobile phone |
Every man, needs a lady |
But I’m not trying to be your husband, only suggesting communication on the |
daily |
I’m usually rude, with a bad attitude |
But I’m thinking, you can brighten up my mood |
While you roll up my cigarillos, I bring you breakfast in bed |
I’m even down to ease your scalp, and calm your head |
Just tell me when the laws coming, I ain’t trying to end up in the Penn |
Cause I’m digging you, and really feeling you should be my homie lover friend |
I’d really, like to get to know you better |
Been one deep for a minute, but feel like it been forever |
I can be your friend, when you need me |
Your lover when you feeling freaky, plus your homie cause I’m down with you for |
sheezy |
Whenever you need to shed tears, let em fall on me |
Don’t ever be afraid, to call on me |
This the way your man leave you hanging, he ain’t ready for you |
But I ain’t ever too busy, to miss some feddy for you |
I know what it be feeling like, to be neglected |
So when you with Ro you running the show, and please know that you’re protected |
I’d be lying, if I said I wasn’t trying to bump and grind |
But that ain’t all that’s on my mind, it would be fine |
To hit the Cinema Six, and catch a flick |
Papa Deauxxx for swamp thangs, fettucini and fish |
Not a trick, but I love shopping for my lady friend |
You could be my one and only, right before the day begin |
I could drop you off at home, or you coming with me |
The early morning sun, is something to see |
Especially aboard a Carnival Cruise ship, you with it then let’s get in the wind |
Now this is how it is, to be my only homie lover friend |
Just to lay it on the line, I done cheated befo' |
I feel like there’s some information, that you needed to know |
It wasn’t about a man, being a man |
But how I’m gon try to give somebody the world, and they shit in my hand |
We can kick it, but I really don’t know what’s on your agenda |
Are you serious about me, or just another pretender |
If I get the feeling fraud, I’ma stop it 'fore it starts |
Sense from you, and I felt the full effect of a broken heart |
Garunteed, I get you in the bed and it’s over with |
I crucify the crucial, with that legs on my shoulder shit |
Hypnotic, is my afrodesiac |
Make me keep on going and going, something like a duracel six pack |
Pardon my pornographics, but please pay attention |
I been behind the gate for eight, I need a mate |
But I’ll never disrespect, your legitament to the end |
Even if I never ever get the chance, to be your homie lover friend |