On The Way Home (Single 2019) (feat. Bowzer Boss)

Текст песни Aitch feat Jaykae, Bowzer Boss - On The Way Home (Single 2019) (feat. Bowzer Boss)

I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags

I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags

I'm on the way home
Got me banging off my phone
It could been a mazza, but I left the club alone
You know me, I keep it grown
You better watch your tone
Yeah, I let her throw a tantrum

And she throws a dog a bone
Two bells on my cologne
I spit up the Patrón
20 man up on your table, blud I killed it on my own
Tough shots 'til the dawn
Now I feel a little stoned
Man she calls it cowgirl, I call it sitting on the throne

Man she's sober, I'm not
She's knows I'm a G 'cause I go through the spot
I'm up the stairs like I know there's a crop
Know my way around here 'cause I'm over a lot
And plus I took her Ann Summers, so I know what she got

I tell her slap on something new
Then roll me up a zoot
Then lick it like a rizla
Then blow it like a flute
Now you don't have to worry, everything we've been through
Sweet home, Alabama, babe I'm coming home to you

I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad (show your titties)
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags

I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags

I'm on the way home
Coming back to the gaffs
Swear, I've had a long day babe
Roll me a bat
You got something on your chest, but you're holding it back
You won't say it how it is, and I've been noticing that

You just gotta tell me how you feel
I always keep it real, yeah
Couple gal are snacks but my baby-girls a meal
'Round the corner in the cab
Heads spinnin' like the wheel
Coming home to a freak, you already know the deal

Yeah, I like her, I ain't never been in love though
Still I'm not a liar, I just tell her I love dough
Put on something sexy, get ready for when I come home
Still love your ex but when we sex, all that love goes

So, just slap on something new
Roll me up a zoot
While you're sitting looking cute
Nah, you don't have to worry
Everything we've been through
All them hoes in the club, but I'm coming home to you

I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't need to worry, I ain't feeling these slags

I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags

I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags

I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
I'm on the way home