you know how to talk to Dog You walk the dog and understand New York is hard, baby [Chorus: Monica and DMX] [M] So you, you ain't gotta go home tonight
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
aint wrong This is the same ol? song, wife and fam? Gotta be a father and husband but I am still ya man Baby [Monica (DMX)] You aint gotta go home
what I must do I gotta go home, I gotta go home I gotta go home to ease my mind I gotta go home, I gotta go home I gotta go home to ease my mind I gotta
will breaking Lovin' Jamaica but I gotta go home I got my girl waitin' I'm spos' to land at eight and If I'm not there then I can't go home Ma you got
Gotta go home, home, home Gotta go home, home, home Gotta go home, home, home Gotta go home, home, home Gotta go home ... Going back home Going back home Going back home
breaking Lovin' Jamaica but I gotta go home I got my girl waitin' I'm spos' to land at eight and If I'm not there then I can't go home Ma you got me
yea regardless VVS yea yea we flawless You do what you gotta do, we do what we wanna do [Verse 2] You wanna get shot, go ahead run up on my spot My lawyers
if I wanna take her home It's gotta be better than what they do on the radio It's gotta be the crunkest It's gotta be the loudest It's gotta be the
, lemon, salt I give her the all clear, letting her know Green light, letting her go Dropped her from a mile away Thought to myself, why not give it a go
'm all about my change I'm still rich, still the baddest bitch in the game Fuck this hoe, that hoe, all them bitches lame And I ain't gotta say it, you
you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? I could go low, go low
(chorus) she got a caramel round round brown, make me go crazy when she come around baby yous my butta cup ohh i got a sweet tooth, baby yous my butta
I'm lettin' everything go I'm lettin' everything go This'll be a beautiful death I'm jumpin' out the window I'm lettin' everything go I'm lettin' everything go
Hey you better leave your girl at home, man 'Cause if I catch her in the club all alone, man She gon' be gone, she gon' be gone She gon' be, she gon'
touching you And all the things we like to do The next time I come home I'll stay (girl yeah yeah) I hear you calling I've gotta get back home I'll