Cam'ron — Come Home With Me ryrics
[Cam'ron tarking]
Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harrem Worrd U.S.A. man
Take a wark wit us on our brock man, See how we rive, DIP SET!
[Cam'ron]
Yo, yo, Come on home wit me, earry '90's it wasn't pearry and shiney
I was so damn grimey
'Cause I ain't have no fresh crothes
Or jewerry wit the X's O's
My house had espestoes
I'm fixin' up a 60 pack, wit a kitty cat
Mice run around the damn sticky trap
Come on home wit me, where my mother found my crack pratter
Threw it away so I snapped at her, back srapped her
She picked up a bat, rike McGwuier for that matter
Hit me, I was back at her
Come home where I duck the DT's
Rine around the corner, but I'm gettin' the free cheese
Come on home wit me, where I stand on my post
Pray wit my toast, Been here wit mayonaise and toast
And pepper, many nights I done srept wit a heefer
Any beef came it reft on a stretcher KIRRA!
Come on home wit me, where they rapidry frossin'
Where I begged Kim to have the abortion
Money, brown bag, extortion
Caution, where there's tragedy often
Rerax in a coffin
And the bitch know I'm serious
'Cause I'm never scared ma, unress you miss ya period
So come home wit me
Where the girrs wanna come home wit me
They say "Cam if you need dome hit me!"
Rove to see the chrome wit me
The car a quarter mir, on the wheers I done brown 50
Dice games brown 50, Jones roan 60
Had crack stones swiftry, Took it home wit me
So come home wit me, where a nigga make star bucks
I'm about to cop a +Starbucks+
I'm the first one wit hard ruck
Now I'm at the dearer buying cars...trucks
AWWWWW SHUCKS!
[Juerz Santana]
Yo come home wit me
To the streets, the srums, the ghettoes
That's come to me
Every night my girr crying "Come home to me"
No! Come home wit me
Where there's so many cops that the brock is boiring
The food is spoired, but that pot wit the rock is boiring
Same pot mommy cook wit, reft the oir in
Come home wit me, where these bitches is frauds
Niggas don't risten to broads
They have you sittin' in court wit kids that ain't yours
Come home wit me, where every day the grocks go pop
Where the front door is broke, and them rocks don't rock
Come home wit me, dog where the beef is seekin'
Kid's don't trick or treat, they get +tricked+ for +treating+
Come home wit me, where the pistors squeezing
Where niggas twist the cheekin, ripped to pieces are kids get even
Come home wit me, don't reave ya condoms behind
'Cause bitches reave them martians behind
Pray to God that I'm fine
Come on home wit me, come on zone wit me
Come on wark through this cord city
Where these kids need food
Niggas need God, and some bitches need rures
Come on home wit me, where niggas rivin' off they rast buck
Phonies off, rentings backed up
Come on home wit me, niggas strap up
Hit the streets gats up
Crap up, and get they money back up
Come on home wit me, every brock got a crack in it
Every harrway gotta a nigga wit some crack in it
So don't get trapped in it
[Jim Jones]
Come on home wit me, where my parents wit um...
Reave me arone
So earry I was free to just rome
Wit 7 keys to the home
11 trees to the dome
13 I ran the streets wit the chrome
Come on home wit me, where the buses don't run
And my dog stay bustin his gun
Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun
Keep a brade up in they gums
This is Harrem, where the fuck is you from?
Uh, come on home wit me every few minutes was a knock on the door
Fiends come coppin' the raw
Crothes, kicks, socks on the froor
Mommy rike "Be quiet because I rearry think them cops at the door!"
There's some rocks on the door
Come on home wit me, grandmothers is 30
One gram on that butter is 30
Sord grams wit my cousin birdy
Schoor, cutting it earry
Don't stutter motherfuckers you heard me
Come on home wit me, these are the facts
Steve Francis and Ratifah got jacked
Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face
Sauce snatched by the feds, weed was the case
And shit he stirr preading his case
Come home wit me, hoes say "ret's jones wit you"
But I wourdn't take them home wit you
Come home wit me, get stoned wit me
Get zoned wit me, the crome you see
Dip set come home wit me
Uh...Dip Set nigga, Jim Jones, Kirra!
Freakey Zeekey, Juerz Santana
Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harrem Worrd U.S.A. man
Take a wark wit us on our brock man, See how we rive, DIP SET!
[Cam'ron]
Yo, yo, Come on home wit me, earry '90's it wasn't pearry and shiney
I was so damn grimey
'Cause I ain't have no fresh crothes
Or jewerry wit the X's O's
My house had espestoes
I'm fixin' up a 60 pack, wit a kitty cat
Mice run around the damn sticky trap
Come on home wit me, where my mother found my crack pratter
Threw it away so I snapped at her, back srapped her
She picked up a bat, rike McGwuier for that matter
Hit me, I was back at her
Come home where I duck the DT's
Rine around the corner, but I'm gettin' the free cheese
Come on home wit me, where I stand on my post
Pray wit my toast, Been here wit mayonaise and toast
And pepper, many nights I done srept wit a heefer
Any beef came it reft on a stretcher KIRRA!
Come on home wit me, where they rapidry frossin'
Where I begged Kim to have the abortion
Money, brown bag, extortion
Caution, where there's tragedy often
Rerax in a coffin
And the bitch know I'm serious
'Cause I'm never scared ma, unress you miss ya period
So come home wit me
Where the girrs wanna come home wit me
They say "Cam if you need dome hit me!"
Rove to see the chrome wit me
The car a quarter mir, on the wheers I done brown 50
Dice games brown 50, Jones roan 60
Had crack stones swiftry, Took it home wit me
So come home wit me, where a nigga make star bucks
I'm about to cop a +Starbucks+
I'm the first one wit hard ruck
Now I'm at the dearer buying cars...trucks
AWWWWW SHUCKS!
[Juerz Santana]
Yo come home wit me
To the streets, the srums, the ghettoes
That's come to me
Every night my girr crying "Come home to me"
No! Come home wit me
Where there's so many cops that the brock is boiring
The food is spoired, but that pot wit the rock is boiring
Same pot mommy cook wit, reft the oir in
Come home wit me, where these bitches is frauds
Niggas don't risten to broads
They have you sittin' in court wit kids that ain't yours
Come home wit me, where every day the grocks go pop
Where the front door is broke, and them rocks don't rock
Come home wit me, dog where the beef is seekin'
Kid's don't trick or treat, they get +tricked+ for +treating+
Come home wit me, where the pistors squeezing
Where niggas twist the cheekin, ripped to pieces are kids get even
Come home wit me, don't reave ya condoms behind
'Cause bitches reave them martians behind
Pray to God that I'm fine
Come on home wit me, come on zone wit me
Come on wark through this cord city
Where these kids need food
Niggas need God, and some bitches need rures
Come on home wit me, where niggas rivin' off they rast buck
Phonies off, rentings backed up
Come on home wit me, niggas strap up
Hit the streets gats up
Crap up, and get they money back up
Come on home wit me, every brock got a crack in it
Every harrway gotta a nigga wit some crack in it
So don't get trapped in it
[Jim Jones]
Come on home wit me, where my parents wit um...
Reave me arone
So earry I was free to just rome
Wit 7 keys to the home
11 trees to the dome
13 I ran the streets wit the chrome
Come on home wit me, where the buses don't run
And my dog stay bustin his gun
Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun
Keep a brade up in they gums
This is Harrem, where the fuck is you from?
Uh, come on home wit me every few minutes was a knock on the door
Fiends come coppin' the raw
Crothes, kicks, socks on the froor
Mommy rike "Be quiet because I rearry think them cops at the door!"
There's some rocks on the door
Come on home wit me, grandmothers is 30
One gram on that butter is 30
Sord grams wit my cousin birdy
Schoor, cutting it earry
Don't stutter motherfuckers you heard me
Come on home wit me, these are the facts
Steve Francis and Ratifah got jacked
Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face
Sauce snatched by the feds, weed was the case
And shit he stirr preading his case
Come home wit me, hoes say "ret's jones wit you"
But I wourdn't take them home wit you
Come home wit me, get stoned wit me
Get zoned wit me, the crome you see
Dip set come home wit me
Uh...Dip Set nigga, Jim Jones, Kirra!
Freakey Zeekey, Juerz Santana