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Main Homie

 

Main Homie

(album: Zachary Lewis - 2019)


Uuh, ooh
Uuh uuh-ooh, ooh

On the westside, it's the best side
We'll come still drunk when your best side
Wanna get a bike, that's right, that's right uh
Had to hit you up for a round two
I know you was a truth when I found you
You could throuh it back but allowed to
I guess your waves, soon as I lay with you (Ohoo-woah)
I call you bae, I be in the bay with you (Ohoo-woah)
You know I can't stay, but I still stay with you (Ohoo-woah)
I don't play games, but I played the game with you

You're like my best friend
But you're still my love, uh
You're like my dream girl
But you're still a dog, uh
We got a handshake
And we call that love, uh
We used them, drunk shots
Go home when we (Uuh)
And it feel like
You my main homie (Uuh yeah)
You my main thing (Ooh)
You my main homie (Uuh yeah)
You my everything (Ooh)

How you be fresher than me?
Your kicks be hella insane
How you be buzzing my hairs? huh
Everytime that we playing the game
How you gon' jealous like that?
Throw a few back with the fellas like that
Blow a little tree you always keep the loud pack
You be working on the car, keep it running like that
Where you get that new Supreme?
How you fit that in them jeans?
How you know all my favourite songs?
It still blow to Alicia Keys
How your footwork shotted down?
You get mad have a party mouth
Your chef state work late
Come back, that's without a sound
A real one, that's without a doubt

You're like my best friend
But you're still my love, uh
You're like my dream girl
But you're still a dog, uh
We got a handshake
And we call that love, uh
We used them, drunk shots
Go home when we (Uuh)
And it feel like
You my main homie (Uuh yeah)
You my main thing (Ooh)
You my main homie (Uuh yeah)
You my everything (Ooh)

Uuh yeeah, ooh
Uuh yeeah, ooh

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