Do Or Die

Do Or Die - Nobody's Home lyrics

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I don't give a damn what he think about you
 All i know is one plus one is two
 We can lay back while we sip a few
 Yeah it's true  you can be my boo
 Tears to let out or you
 All i wanna do is keep in line wit you
 Doin everything if it's fine with you
 Lemme pick you up at a certain time
 Sit and dine drink the finest wine
 Ice over Cristal
 Lay back peep the the scenery still and a pimp smile
 In a little while
 Better time and ride out
 To tha finest hideout
 Silver wrist and a twist
 Cuz the neighboorhood homes is a risk
 And uh do you really wanna ride wit me
 Sit back and hide wit me
 Conversate when you fly wit me
 You dont need to be touched on
 Makin love over rough zone
 Playa hater get crushed on
 Bumrushed on
 Peep the game from a playa
 Who survived in the rought streets
 Collectin dust on my spot from the cops heat
 Hit the block gon shop for some nice meat
 I dont roll deep
 Just a lil bit o care
 Cuz a brother wanna bail to the mall
 To ball wit all the blunts
 Treat me right you deserve some dough
 But never earn my trust
 Stop trippin you can wae the bun
 Sit back in the smoothe ride
 Hit the block for ya homies hollarin two time
 And i aint thinkin bout ya other man
 All i'm thinkin bout is ends and a tight benz
 But it's right there

 hook
 Ooooh na na na na na na
 Nobody's Home Nobody's Home
 (x4)

 My four five-oh hit the front door
 Got me chillin like a star
 Out the ro ro
 Place anotha hand on my Georgia bull
 But when I got out the truck all the hoes froze
 Checkin me out like I'm po-po
 Bring a friend dont go solo
 Let's bail in your car
 V-12 double-oh
 got a bag a weed make a left on Monroe
 Three philly's from the store
 Got a place we can go
 Drie slow make a right keep it tight
 Now, park by the meter
 Roll the weed up
 Baby girl push ya seat up between the heater
 Playa Playa baby can i dirty dance wit you and ya friends
 Got a V-12 double-oh benz
 Plus you stackin the Benjamins
 Baby, puff puff pass and pull
 You can get hurt like that
 And why you wearin skirts like that
 Do he wonder where you at
 While he sellin zones you havin sex
 Puttin it down
 Givin up ya check
 See I'm a young playa
 Got game from tha vest
 I can talk a zebra out it sripes if it stand there and chat
 I can put my name on that
 And oh
 It's about four
 My mama should be walkin in the door
 So put on ya clothes
 Remember nobody knows
 Spray the air freshener before we go
 Do what ya doin
 But we gon smoke and ride playa like me and you
 Could never be alone so pickup the phone
 Baby I'm down in the zone (and nobody's home)

 Oooh na na na na na na
 Nobody's Home Nobody's Home


 Do you wanna take this chance wit me
 I know (I know) I know he be seeing you glance at me
 And oh, do you wanna live your fantasy
 Let's go to your place just you and me
 Take it slow
 Dont cry dry your eyes
 Despise the way that he treat you with lies
 I be ya Mary Jane ya everthing
 No pain
 I be ya moon stars and ya sun
 No rain
 See it's flamin when he leave us alone
 Come close
 Neverfind the brakes when I'm at your home
 I wont boast
 Or brag when I'm next to you
 True
 I do all the thangs ya man wont do
 For you
 So here's a few things to let you know
 When you're down
 Here's my number when I'm far away
 >From your town
 So call me when you have a need
 For me
 And by the way did you leave in my pocket
 This G ????


 Ooooh na na na na na na
 Nobody's Home Nobody's Home
 (X4)

 Nobody's Home (Nobody's home)
 (xx)

 Baby Boy, Do or Die, Johnny P,
 Nobody's Home(xx
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Copyrights:

Author: Chris Jasper, Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O'Kelly Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley, Anthony Round, Samuel Lindley

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rap-A-Lot Records, Virgin Records America, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

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