H.A.W.K.

H.A.W.K. - Coming Home lyrics

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(feat. Devin the Dude, Chamillionaire, & Trae)

[H.A.W.K.:]

Baby girl, I think it's time

For me to unwind, and change your last name to mine

Let's go on, put the past behind

You are my sunshine, and let's make it like old times

We together, like A and B

And I cannot see, you not being a part of me

Love flows, through my arteries

That's how it oughtta be, we formed this comrottory

You could travel planet Earth, to search it

If it is worth it, and show me a man that's perfect

And some of these men, are worthless

When problems surface, they only in it for one purpose

Every man, makes mistakes in life

But I wanna do right, so girl I'm gon sacrifice

I'ma leave, these hoes alone

Hoes can't call my phone, and every night I'm coming home

[Hook: Devin the Dude]

I'm coming home, coming home to you

There's plenty hoes out there, but they'll never compare

Never do, the things you do

I'm coming home, straight home to you

You're the only one, that I would ever be true to

[Chamillionaire:]

They say that I got it bad, I say that I gotta have

You and just only you, so your body's what I'ma grab

Leave the past in the past, help you hop in my slab

This isn't a interview, so there's nothing I gotta ask

I use to be big pimping, like Pimp and my partna Bun

If she came with a twisted tongue, then game is what I will done

Encourage the inner freak, on the porch to get in the sun

Now if I flip the fund, with a female then it's just one

And a lady that's close to me, claiming she isn't close enough

Cause I'm grinding and posted up, pull over the soul truck

Down to a pause, I poured the rest of my soda cup

Then I bust a U-turn, cause I'm bout to make sure she know what's up

These boys can be playas, but I'm trying to play with the paper

Groupies chasing the foreign, but it ain't a problem to shake her

Forget that swanging the boulevard, we gon swang to Jamaica

Hit that G4 and you know we gon touch the sky like a scraper, but just for you

[Hook]

[Trae:]

I know they told me time was hard, but I been thankful to God

For every second you was real, when everybody was fraud

You know it's in a nigga nature, to get down in these streets

But every pain I ever got, we made it up in these sheets

I never thought that I'd express, how I'm feeling inside

Cause I been a man first off, and every man got pride

You been around when I fell off, and ain't have a dollar

And these haters was on the hunt, but never once did you holla

That's why you alright with a gangsta, baby you got respect

Don't worry about no other woman, cause all she get is neglect

Off the rip she gon get checked, your place is established

They buying dresses out the Flea, while you laying back lavish

To hell with that you know what it is, they know what it ain't

And with a G you know that you can, they know that they can't

That's why I had to do you this song, to show what I think

And when it come to getting fucked up, that's some'ing I ain't for real

[Hook]

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