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SCHOOLBOY Q : My Homie lyrics

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SCHOOLBOY Q lyrics : "My Homie"

Yeah, yeah!
Girl, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Come on! Just wanna $#&@ off!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

[Hook:]

What's a real ^!$$% addiction?
Money weed and (*##$es
Hanging with snitches

%#@! it wasn't my intention

[Verse 1:]

I didn't know I knew him for years
Who would think his gums were soft?
To all my ^!$$%s I would die for

Load my pistol up go out and war for
Spend my last you keep your half we all poor
No way to go I'll walk you through my front door

My ninjas do the same see when we was younger You were my mane
^!$$% I wouldn't figure you would be on that stand
Puttin my life up in you hands pointin your finger like daaaaamn

For really though? We was just sling oxy like a year ago
You knew my sister tho auntie cousins and my uncle Joe
Cause you hit my dro see my ^!$$% you's a ho remember those cheerios

Ninja turtles on my grandmas floor I'm liike fo sho donatello
Catch you on the rebound you bound to drizzound


The skies up inhale it slow keep yo mouth shut bet he won't tell no mo

[Hook: x2]

What's a real ^!$$% addiction?
Money weed and (*##$es
Hanging with snitches

%#@! it wasn't my intention

[Verse 2:]

Started around the bottom ended up at the top
Heard you was in some trouble I unretired my Glock
Did what I did who woulda knew you was the cops

Talkin all on the phone to your homies about a plots
Got me up in the box thought that you was my ^!$$%
Ya got your sentence reduced cause you told them that I pulled the trigger

And I was lookin out for you
Tried to show him just how we do
Put all my %#@! aside now I'm through

Figured that I would keep it crippy
This what this real ^!$$% get me
Locked up for like a century

While you get chances of a Bentley
$#&@ my old (*##$es while I beat my d! ck plenty
My shootin figure itchy but I hope somebody get him

But probably not %#@! I ain't sweatin it
Cause got me hot better get his $$# popped
Can't get over how we was tough as leather

Man we did everything together
$#&@ed our first (*##$es earned our first cheddar
Robbed the first ^!$$% was down for whatever

And I'll blast till forever if we had too
But it's all cool


[Hook: x2]
What's a real ^!$$% addiction?
Money weed and (*##$es

Hangin with snitches
%#@! it wasn't my intention

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