H.A.W.K. (Big Hawk)

H.A.W.K. (Big Hawk) - Coming Home songtekst

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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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