Curren$y Bring Her Home Lyrics

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Digital Media 1
  • 1 The Dossier (In and Out)
  • 2 Perfect Time
  • 3 On My Way
  • 4 Smoke N Maintain (In and Out)
  • 5 Sleepless In New Orleans
  • 6 Stay Up
  • 7 Tokyo Drift
  • 8 The Seventies
  • 9 The Pledge (In and Out)
  • 10 Burn an Ounce
  • 11 Bring Her Home
  • 12 I'm Just Dope
  • Me & my girl both highed up
    In the stip club at the bar lining shots up
    When this one bitch walk past us
    Me & her eyes touched, hers & mine
    In such a way I knew she was down to fuck
    Yeah my girl caught me looking but she didn't spazz
    In fact she even complimented on this bitch's ass
    Uh, that got me thinkin like yeah
    I wonder if she gonna be mad if I ask her
    if I could bring this one bitch to the pad with us
    Mentally envision all the fun we could have with her
    Shawty licking me girl while I am smashing her in back of her
    Mustered up the courage if I could actually
    To get these lovely ladies wrestling in bed with me,
    While my girl was looking at my face the whole time
    And what she spoke it seemed as though she could read my mind
    She sipped her wine & smiled, & asked if I was down for something wild

    Mama I know you thinking exactly what I'm thinking
    You wanna see what she look like
    Bucknaked moaning & screaming
    We ain't gone tell nobody
    This gone be our lil secret
    Me & my girl gone bring a girl home we gone have a threesome
    Mama I know you thinking exactly what I'm thinking
    You wanna see what she look like
    Bucknaked moaning & screaming
    We ain't gone tell nobody
    This gone be our lil secret
    Me & my girl gone bring a girl home we gone have a threesome

    Yeah needless to say I accepted the challenge
    Now it's me, my girl & this new bitch 3 deep in my rally spoke
    Bout to swerve to the store for Trojans
    cause I rather spend 450 on Jordans instead of abortions
    Made it to the crib
    Pull up, Hop out
    my Bitch grabbed our new bitch on the ass
    Hot damn, watch out
    Before I walked in cut the alarm off they was on the couch
    I rolled up a joint, & said got damn yall gone leave me out
    We proceeded to get weeded & freaky all simultaneous
    My girl laughing at the faces this new bitch make while taking it
    Everybody happy way past satisfactory
    I didn't see this coming, we was having a nice little Saturday
    Never know what your girl is thinking on the low
    To think when she asked me to come to the strip club I almost said no

    Mama I know you thinking exactly what I'm thinking
    You wanna see what she look like
    Bucknaked moaning & screaming
    We ain't gone tell nobody
    This gone be our lil secret
    Me & my girl gone bring a girl home we gone have a threesome
    Mama I know you thinking exactly what I'm thinking
    You wanna see what she look like
    Bucknaked moaning & screaming
    We ain't gone tell nobody
    This gone be our lil secret
    Me & my girl gone bring a girl home we gone have a threesome
    Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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