LYRICS – Homie

LYRICS – Homie


Homie

By: Moor iLLBrittany Chrishawn

Lyrics Homie

 

V1

First get my loot up

Feel a bit cooler

Cool like a cool-cup, a Kool, or a Newport

You’re stagnant I move work

Old money, New York

New J’s with the chin-chillin new shirt

Hard for Medusa

She hot as Lucifer

That’s a bad example shall I say King Cooper

You’re broke – get a super

Cashflow super

Thick bitches take the dick like a trooper

 

H00K

You niggas can’t hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me

You bitches can’t hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me

You niggas can’t hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me

You bitches can’t hoe-me

You niggas don’t know me

You bitches can’t

 

Bridge

Money, m, m, m, money, money

money, m, money, money

Money, m, m, m, money, money

money, m, money, money

 

V2

Money on my mind, every sec

Time is money it keep ticking

Running to my gig in Tribec

Players never slip or break sweats

Lace the Nikes up, then write checks

Pump your pecs that’s how you rep your set

Pump your tecs that’s how your rep your set

Join the paper chase ready, get set

 

V3

I’m her hoe sipping H2O

Smoking dro watching HBO

Tryna watch my show there

Farewell to welfare

Hello to healthcare

Made it for myself, yea

Niggas got me wrong.

I suggest spellcheck

Strippers do the rain dance just to get a raincheck

Got a chick in Maine, but she’s not my main chick

You might have fucked but after me she’s not the same chick

The one who pay tricks, caught up in the Matrix

My niggas train tricks, teach ‘em that they ain’t shit

Niggas always godda comment I ain’t into spaceships

Niggas bragging bout their whips, I ain’t into slave-ships

Jamaican, jerk bacon, I sure thank ya

Kept my stomach fed when my tummy was aching

When you fuck a bitch it’s probably Clay Akin

I love basketball, ask Sanaa Lathan

 

H00K

You niggas can’t hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me

You bitches can’t hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me

You niggas can’t hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me, hoe-me

You bitches can’t hoe-me

You niggas don’t know me

You bitches can’t