Honey
Yeah
I'm just chillin' with my homie Jay Strings man
You ain't heard this one
Girl you know I
I
I love ya
I want ya
Baby come through and chill
We movin' on from here
It's on the news it's clear
What can we do in here?
Baby tell me!
What are we finna do in this place?
Honey
I hope I make it to my honey
This feelin' inside is a bit funny
What you do this for?
I'ma make it through this fall
Don't come back, I've changed the parts
Funny (Funny)
You looked in my eyes
And you said sorry (Sorry)
I be trippin', I be sippin'
In some typa way
Workin' nine to five
It ain't 'bout my pain
I'll be out yo way
Excuse me I'll be back!
You don't ever take me! (You don't ever take me)
To where I wanna go (To where I wanna go)
Baby put it on me (ayy yeah)
Ride me 'till you can't no more (Ride me 'till you can't no more)
Honey
I hope I make it to my honey
This feelin' inside is a bit funny
What you do this for?
I'ma make it through this fall
Don't come back I've changed the parts
Funny (Funny)
You looked in my eyes
And you said sorry (Sorry)
I be trippin', I be sippin'
In some typa way
Workin' nine to five
It ain't 'bout my pain
I'll be out yo way
Excuse me I'll be back!
Doin' this and that
Runnin' your wrist and slide
I'll be out yo way
Doin' that Toosie Slide
Feelin' some typa way
Feelin' some typa way about the case
I got too much on my mind
And I be feelin' I'm one of a kind
I am the one that you wanna be like
All of your music from me it derives
For all of this man I put in the time
They will never be one of a kind
I am the one you are the two
I am the leader not you!
Reminiscin'
I'm the on you missin'
Shawty in the kitchen
Late night kissin'
Tell me, where the vision?
I don't see persistence
Doin' what I'm feelin'
I don't need permission
The shit that I'm rappin' ain't new
I got a lot on my plate I assume
She wanna elevate I got the juice
She wanna populate I just amuse
What I be doin' she ain't got a clue
I do not wanna be gettin' to you
Do not be tellin' me what I should do
She put her face on the news
Honey
I hope I make it to my honey
This feelin' inside is a bit funny
What you do this for?
I'ma make it through this fall
Don't come back I've changed the parts
Funny!
You looked in my eyes
And you said sorry
I be trippin', I be sippin'
In some typa way
Workin' nine to five
It ain't 'bout my pain
I'll be out yo way (ohh)
Excuse me I'll be back!
I'm just chillin' with my homie Jay Strings man
You ain't heard this one
Girl you know I
I
I love ya
I want ya
Baby come through and chill
We movin' on from here
It's on the news it's clear
What can we do in here?
Baby tell me!
What are we finna do in this place?
Honey
I hope I make it to my honey
This feelin' inside is a bit funny
What you do this for?
I'ma make it through this fall
Don't come back, I've changed the parts
Funny (Funny)
You looked in my eyes
And you said sorry (Sorry)
I be trippin', I be sippin'
In some typa way
Workin' nine to five
It ain't 'bout my pain
I'll be out yo way
Excuse me I'll be back!
You don't ever take me! (You don't ever take me)
To where I wanna go (To where I wanna go)
Baby put it on me (ayy yeah)
Ride me 'till you can't no more (Ride me 'till you can't no more)
Honey
I hope I make it to my honey
This feelin' inside is a bit funny
What you do this for?
I'ma make it through this fall
Don't come back I've changed the parts
Funny (Funny)
You looked in my eyes
And you said sorry (Sorry)
I be trippin', I be sippin'
In some typa way
Workin' nine to five
It ain't 'bout my pain
I'll be out yo way
Excuse me I'll be back!
Doin' this and that
Runnin' your wrist and slide
I'll be out yo way
Doin' that Toosie Slide
Feelin' some typa way
Feelin' some typa way about the case
I got too much on my mind
And I be feelin' I'm one of a kind
I am the one that you wanna be like
All of your music from me it derives
For all of this man I put in the time
They will never be one of a kind
I am the one you are the two
I am the leader not you!
Reminiscin'
I'm the on you missin'
Shawty in the kitchen
Late night kissin'
Tell me, where the vision?
I don't see persistence
Doin' what I'm feelin'
I don't need permission
The shit that I'm rappin' ain't new
I got a lot on my plate I assume
She wanna elevate I got the juice
She wanna populate I just amuse
What I be doin' she ain't got a clue
I do not wanna be gettin' to you
Do not be tellin' me what I should do
She put her face on the news
Honey
I hope I make it to my honey
This feelin' inside is a bit funny
What you do this for?
I'ma make it through this fall
Don't come back I've changed the parts
Funny!
You looked in my eyes
And you said sorry
I be trippin', I be sippin'
In some typa way
Workin' nine to five
It ain't 'bout my pain
I'll be out yo way (ohh)
Excuse me I'll be back!
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Blair Daly, Alyssa Bonagura, Andy Brown
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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