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U Ain't Gotta Go Home

Joe Budden

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Yeah the world famous DJ Clue desert storm Jump off Joe Buddens on top This go out to all my niggas You ain't gotta chain but you got a Mean muthafuckin' wrist game All my ladies you ain't got a car but you gotta Mean muthafuckin' heel game Click them heels you know how we do it c'mon c'mon Woh woh okay dub Woh have some fun with it Mami I'm there if you fine in the rear We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah And when I'm done slidin' you somethin' fierce You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here I ain't got to tell homeboy he know that This is 'Matrix Reloaded' and Neo's back I'm up humble apologies sorry clowns I'm here for the long run I ain't coffee brown Get to know me the man the person So by the time I'm on my fifth album You should understand the first one It's non-fiction you deny you want proof I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth You gets liable to shoot This twenty-two release some extra keyholes On the driver's side of your coupe Like nighty night here's your lullaby bitches You might need just a lil' more than butterfly stitches Get out of line and get stuck up duke Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes Get to the mall in a circle guns out playin' duck-duck goose This shit is kinda aight till I fuck in the booth I'm sayin' I'm here got my nine up in here Thugs wanna rumble I don't mind nigga yeah And when I'm done slidin' up somethin' fierce You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here Like I don't roll with niggas that'll lift ayn chrome Take a look at 'em you can see they just skin and bones Y'all talk about bricks when y'all know who move 'em Us real niggas make withdrawls while y'all go through 'em We carry long guns we can contra on it We talk about it we live it y'all ponder on it Shit ridiculously priced us cons afford it I'm talkin' straight cash you might need a sponsor for it But wait ever met somebody that wouldn't chill Every second he feel the need to let you know that he's real Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died And the people he killed and in the future all the people he will Talk about who he stabbed and beat up and he won't cool out Yakety-yakkin' he's reminiscing on different shootouts How he was there shotties was blastin' cops came with body bags And he's talkin' but nobody asked him Naw he want attention he want his name yelled And me and him always end up in the same cell I'm pissed on the top bunk I can't sleep this guy ain't street Go 'head nigga I ain't beef but feel Stop there who popped him where Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared Ma when I'm done pokin' you from the rear You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here Ma you real aggressive catchin' me of balance It's a turn off don't you know niggas respect a challenge Move a lil' slow gettin' at me Treat the p***y like it's worth somethin' Don't just go throwin' it at me 'coz While you doin' it at the same time I'm thinkin' how many niggas hit you wit that same line? Or how many other niggas you ran game to? How many niggas you fucked or you gave brain to? How many other dudes houses you done came to? With condoms on you hopin' that he find 'em on you And I ain't tryin' to catch nothin' from you So I'm caught up in a catch twenty-two If I don't fuck her then I'm not like guys she met before So while I'm turnin' her down she's just likin' me more But if I do get to pokin' hit her with long strokin' I now have a girlie on my hands that's open I don't want her callin' me constantly Thinkin' 'coz I fucked her she got a bond with me I don't want her misunderstandin' a one night stand It was just a nut I'm not your man Ma I'm there if you fine in the rear We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah And when I'm done slidin' you somethin' fierce You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here Ma I'm there name a time and where We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah And when I'm done pokin' you from the rear You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here --- U Ain't Gotta Go Home - Joe Budden

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JOSEPH ANTHONY BUDDEN, JOSEPH E. KULESZYNSKI

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Joe Budden

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Def Jam Recordings

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June 10, 2003

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