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

[DJ Clue] 

Yeah, the world famous DJ Clue 

Desert Storm 

Jump off Joe Buddens, on top 

This go out to all my niggaz 

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 

[Joe Budden] 

Whoa! (Haha) 

Whoa! Okay Dub 

Whoa! Have some fun with it 

[Hook] 

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 

[Verse 1] 

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 aiight till I fuck in the booth 

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

Thugs want to rumble, I don't mind, nigga yeah 

[Bridge] 

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

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

[Verse 2] 

Like I don't roll with niggaz 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 niggaz 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 want to 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 

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 me - stop there, who popped him where 

Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared 

[Bridge] 

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

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

[Verse 3] 

Ma - you real aggressive, catchin' me of balance 

It's a turn off, don't you know niggaz 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 

'cause - while you doin' it at the same time 

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

Or - how many other niggaz you ran game to 

How many niggaz 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-22 

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' 'cause 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 

[Hook] 

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 

[DJ Clue talking till end]