Ain't Gotta Go Home Lyrics - Singles - Joe Budden

Yeah the world famous DJ Clue desert storm 

Jump off Joe Buddens on top 

This go out to all my niggas 

You ain't gotta chain but you got a 

Mean muthafuckin' wrist game 

All my ladies you ain't got a car but you gotta 

Mean muthafuckin' heel game 

Click them heels you know how we do it c'mon c'mon 

Woh woh okay dub 

Woh have some fun with it 

Mami I'm there if you fine in the rear 

We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah 

And when I'm done slidin' you somethin' fierce 

You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here 

I ain't got to tell homeboy he know that 

This is 'Matrix Reloaded' and Neo's back 

I'm up humble apologies sorry clowns 

I'm here for the long run I ain't coffee brown 

Get to know me the man the person 

So by the time I'm on my fifth album 

You should understand the first one 

It's non-fiction you deny you want proof 

I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth 

You gets liable to shoot 

This twenty-two release some extra keyholes 

On the driver's side of your coupe 

Like nighty night here's your lullaby bitches 

You might need just a lil' more than butterfly stitches 

Get out of line and get stuck up duke 

Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes 

Get to the mall in a circle guns out playin' duck-duck goose 

This shit is kinda aight till I fuck in the booth 

I'm sayin' I'm here got my nine up in here 

Thugs wanna rumble I don't mind nigga yeah 

And when I'm done slidin' up somethin' fierce 

You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here 

Like I don't roll with niggas that'll lift ayn chrome 

Take a look at 'em you can see they just skin and bones 

Y'all talk about bricks when y'all know who move 'em 

Us real niggas make withdrawls while y'all go through 'em 

We carry long guns we can contra on it 

We talk about it we live it y'all ponder on it 

Shit ridiculously priced us cons afford it 

I'm talkin' straight cash you might need a sponsor for it 

But wait ever met somebody that wouldn't chill 

Every second he feel the need to let you know that he's real 

Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died 

And the people he killed and in the future all the people he will 

Talk about who he stabbed and beat up and he won't cool out 

Yakety-yakkin' he's reminiscing on different shootouts 

How he was there shotties was blastin' cops came with body bags 

And he's talkin' but nobody asked him 

Naw he want attention he want his name yelled 

And me and him always end up in the same cell 

I'm pissed on the top bunk I can't sleep this guy ain't street 

Go 'head nigga I ain't beef but feel 

Stop there who popped him where 

Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared 

Ma when I'm done pokin' you from the rear 

You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here 

Ma you real aggressive catchin' me of balance 

It's a turn off don't you know niggas respect a challenge 

Move a lil' slow gettin' at me 

Treat the pussy like it's worth somethin' 

Don't just go throwin' it at me 'coz 

While you doin' it at the same time 

I'm thinkin' how many niggas hit you wit that same line? 

Or how many other niggas you ran game to? 

How many niggas you fucked or you gave brain to? 

How many other dudes houses you done came to? 

With condoms on you hopin' that he find 'em on you 

And I ain't tryin' to catch nothin' from you 

So I'm caught up in a catch twenty-two 

If I don't fuck her then I'm not like guys she met before 

So while I'm turnin' her down she's just likin' me more 

But if I do get to pokin' hit her with long strokin' 

I now have a girlie on my hands that's open 

I don't want her callin' me constantly 

Thinkin' 'coz I fucked her she got a bond with me 

I don't want her misunderstandin' a one night stand 

It was just a nut I'm not your man 

Ma I'm there if you fine in the rear 

We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah 

And when I'm done slidin' you somethin' fierce 

You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here 

Ma I'm there name a time and where 

We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah 

And when I'm done pokin' you from the rear 

You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here