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the 27s' - home lyrics

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[intro: ragna]
we go home!
(git git git git)

we go home, we gon’ flow
she go home, we gon’ flow
we go home, i’m at home
she the home, she coming home

[chorus: ragna]
would you go home, leave your friends on the front door
would you go home, leave your n-ggas on the corridor
p-ssing backdoors slying your n-ggas all along
where are you from? lagos city we grew up
they gon’ feeling we!

[bridge: smoov]
b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch!
b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch!

[verse 1: ragna]
i was never goin’ home (mhmm)
she was never goin’ go (mhmm)
from the chair to the floor
like an eagle always soar
n-ggas feeling like a 8 pounds
8 guards weighing 8 pounds
kaki no be leather
ebuka make you go ask big brother
i’mma treat you like a cici
you gon’ tip-toe when yo’ see me
she was slow (huh)
she was going slow
she was was hopping down the road like o-blow
n-gga tryna go slow like
8 pounds n-gga tryna get though
get it tho, get it done
avantadors are my own cars, n-gga get it flow
f-styling in the studio, with my n-gga tryna get it (oh-no!)

[verse 2: smoov]
bad thoughts, i need caffeine
bad dreams, i need morphine
codeine is on a skip mood
no dry gin in my hood
said ladies got a big dream buh’ thats nightmare in there own thought
you can talk about their fake things
more shawtys in my crib that are d-mn gold
you losers try to bring me down always
no alpha in my game i’m the new clause
no matter how you look at day time
you shawtys still black at night time
we freshest, don’t care who the fresh was
i’m on gold time never the black time (waooooo)
so amazing how ladies strip on us
27s’ we the beast of all

[chorus: ragna]
would you go home, leave your friends on the front door
would you go home, leave your n-ggas on the corridor
p-ssing backdoors slying your n-ggas all along
where are you from? lagos city we grew up
they gon’ feeling we!

[verse 3: tunes]
bad b-tches, mad b-tches

[verse 4: smoov]
n-ggas mistaking so many bullsh-t and i’m trying to cut it off
from my circular life to the extend i can’t even blend
them again, and nothing can stop me ’cause i’m all the way up!
so many b-st-rd are trying to stop me, which can even hinder me from being the king
i’m freaking, i’m sticking this sh-t
dremodrizzy got me feeling this sh-t, so f-ck!

[verse 5: tunes]
f-ck! best of luck!

[chorus: ragna]
would you go home, leave your friends on the front door
would you go home, leave your n-ggas on the corridor
p-ssing backdoors slying your n-ggas all along
where are you from? lagos city we grew up
they gon’ feeling we!



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