Come Over (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(album: Country Grammar - 2000)

Yo, what up, baby girl?
Fuck is the deal?
Nah, you know what I'm saying
I'm on my way, for sure
Nah, but Kyjuan and Murph, they're with me already
And no, Leezy on his way, we gon' be there in a minute
But what's going on with you though?
'Cause I hope you ain't fronting
'Cause it's too late at night for that, you know?
Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)

You know I be spitting hot shit beneath me
Only nigga can take a still picture in 3D (What)
If need be, I'm leaving the party with Cindy (Who is that?)
Gotta be bow legged, long hair, Fendi
'99, I'm on her twin sister, Mindy
I spit game like that to get brains like that
Butter soft leather seats, it came like that
If sex was football, I'd be a running back
Get ya on and get low, and I never fumble
Make ya throw your hands up when I bring in the zone
So if it's on, it's on, shit, I'm taking you home
I got my home-dog out, it's on chrome, long gone
She like my bizza, my batling dog
You Lunatics, that's what I be saying 'bout y'all
Not a MD but I'm always on call
And I got a stick for you, guaranteed not to stall

So here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
'Cause we be countdown from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alizé, steady puffing on a pound
Hollering "Whoa, now", slow down, switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up, ayy
(Here we come)
The countdown from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alizé, steady puffing on a pound
(On home for you)
Hollering "Whoa, now", slow down, switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

I'm like the New Edition, Don, not Ronnie, Bobby, and Mike
Not even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can stand the rain tonight
Is this the end? Damn, right
I turned on a liking to Vannessa Derrio like over Brian McKnight
Said "Oh no", baby doll kissing me and she going down low
You pull that demo out, tell that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did this before
Whatever, just go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes
Uptight, ready to fight 'cause I'm the one their women like (Oh)
He think he tight, think he got more game than Spike Lee
Running through his veins like a IV, high speed
Tightest nigga for five Gs and Al D
Rather catch me now when my price is low
Them ninety-five digits when the Lunatics blow
Another zero for a show
Just to let you niggas know, now what

Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
'Cause we be the countdown from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alizé, steady puffing on a pound
Hollering "Whoa, now", slow down, switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up, ayy
(Here we come)
The countdown from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alizé, steady puffing on a pound
(On home for you)
Hollering "Whoa, now", slow down, switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

You see me and my niggas only come out on the weekends
'Cause the weekdays, too busy creeping, freaking
Wit' yo' rat, now picture that
When she wit' you, she not speaking, what you weak at?
Letting me know that she really been thinking
About a nigga, even when I'm not with her
I'm frosty all year, while you only in the winter
My pockets getting fatter, your pockets getting thinner
I ain't paying time so you calling me a sinner
Old bae, twenty-nine, calling me a young tender
Nelly stop, don't leave, don't stop when I'm in her
She ready for whatever and I ain't even bought her dinner
I started the game on a bench with splinters (Oh)
Begging your coach, let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game, used to weigh in to enter
I ain't gotta hear the buzzer, moe, I know who the winner, come on

Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
'Cause we be the countdown from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alizé, steady puffing on a pound
Hollering "Whoa, now", slow down, switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up, ayy
(Here we come)
The countdown from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alizé, steady puffing on a pound
(On home for you)
Hollering "Whoa, now", slow down, switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

Here we come y'all
Here we come (Uh, uh)
Here we come y'all
Here we come
Here we come y'all (Uh)
Here we come
Here we come y'all (Uh, uh, uh)
Here we come
Here we come y'all ('Cause we be)
Here we come
Here we come y'all
Here we come
Here we come y'all
Here we come (Switch it up, mami)
Here we come y'all
Here we come ('Cause we be)
Here we come y'all
Here we come
Here we come y'all
Here we come (Lunatics y'all)
Here we come y'all
Here we come
Here we come y'all
Here we come
('Cause we be)
Here we come y'all
Here we come
Here we come y'all
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Here we come y'all
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Here we come y'all
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Here we come y'all
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Here we come y'all
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Here we come y'all
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