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letra de come back home baby (bring that azz home) - sha crow

[verse 1]
she wanna spend my whole check on a fur coat
she don’t care about my goals
but she’ll f-ck around and give a throat for a birkin’ though
stay yo’ ass home
you just like them other girls, i know
you work that slave job for a new nose
i ask you about your life, you ain’t got no goals
uh-oh, jist keep bein’ a hoe

[chorus]
bring that ass home, bring that ass home
you know i can’t stand when you leave my ass alone
hate when you at the club and you drink off that patrón
baby girl, tell me, what the f-ck goin’ on?

bring that ass home, bring that ass home
you know i can’t stand when you leave my ass alone
hate when you at the club and you drink off that patrón
baby girl, tell me, what the f-ck goin’ on?

[verse 2]
chinchila, bend that over glorilla
i’m feelin’ like a gorilla
and, yeah, i’m beatin’ on mt f-ckin’ chest
everybody always askin’, “what next?”
i tried to tell you motherf-ckers, i’m the best
i just got one problem
i’ma need some energy that’s feminine
to step up in the buildin’, huh
don’t be scared, i’ma alchemical chemist, ma’am

bring that ass home, bring that ass home
you know i can’t stand when you leave my ass alone
hate when you at the club and you drink off that patrón
baby girl, tell me, what the f-ck goin’ on?

[verse 3]
bring it around town
i said i’m out in l.a., i’m lookin’ for a girl
the homies ain’t f-ck now
i coulda prolly kept my ex b-tch and settle down
come back home, baby, come back home
i’ma allye cat, honey, so the streets is where i roam

sick of this sh-t, i gotta quit
don’t need no more random tricks, i need a new bih’
what you think i’m some kinda magician rabbit out the hat, b-tch? (tuff)
lettuce stay away from the cole slaw b-tch
y’all some cabbage kids, yuck
tip toe’n through the forest in my jordans
i need a majestical fairytale b-tch
[chorus]
bring that ass home, bring that ass home
you know i can’t stand when you leave my ass alone
hate when you at the club and you drink off that patrón
baby girl, tell me, what the f-ck goin’ on?

bring that ass home, bring that ass home
you know i can’t stand when you leave my ass alone
hate when you at the club and you drink off that patrón
baby girl, tell me, what the f-ck goin’ on?

- sha crow

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