My Homie by Rich Homie Quan
Stayed down in the nitty gritty then came up with
I got a lot of money and a lot of fame but never
She wanna fuck Quan, she wanna fuck Thug, she
Might as well be one of the homies
I don′t trust girls, I don't love girls, I only love my
Gotta bust it open for my homie
She gotta show love to my homie
Fuck round get killed by my homie
Play enough game by my my homie
I know they heard about my my homie
Thugger, Thugger my homie
And I′m down for my homieRun it up with my homie, ambulance your homie
I'mma let this chopper dance for my homie
Hundred zans, I'm a stoner
Hundred bands and it′s on me
I swear I need a cameraman for these moments
Cash out like Charlie Sheen when it come to
If the bitch ain't got no class you know that′s
I don't want the panties off unless it′s done by me
Rick Ross voice you know it costs to be a boss like
So many crystals in my neck they think I'm from
Gangsters they pretend to be
Thugger smokin′ sour weed, I'm like lemon please
Sittin' on all my old hoes who ain′t want me
I made a lot of money but never switched up on
But I done switched girls with my homies
I done make a whole lotta money with my homies
I done see a whole lotta homies turn phony
I don′t trust you but I trust my homies
I'mma keep it real with no cut on it
That Porsche truck my homie
Never go to sleep while on it
My homie told me we′ll be rich forever
From the bottom with my homies, we gone get this
If I fall down I'mma get back up
If I lose a little bit, get it rich back up