[Refrain] I?m coming home I?m coming home Tell the World I?m coming home Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits and
home It?s time to make your house your home Pick up your phone, come on [Dirty Money - Chorus] I?m coming home I?m coming home Tell the World I?m coming
your own home It's time to make your house your own, pick up your phone, come on I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming home Let
[Chorus] I'm coming home I'm coming home tell the World I'm coming home Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits and
Traduction: Dirty Money. Coming Home.
home It?s time to make your house your home Pick up your phone, come on [Dirty Money - Chorus] I?m coming home I?m coming home Tell the World I?m coming home
when I leave town (Money, money, money) That?s my playmate Got my mind on my money Got my money on my mind Money, Money, Money Money Money, Money, Money
fuckin? start I stay strapped, cause my neighborhood so dirty I kiss my Grandma Goodbye, but my jefa looks so worried Pitbulls from my tierra that I call my home
south side, got a fat dick on your mouth wide I've come to take outside, nah do it right here Hop out later owning on everybody's home that you fuckin
long now I'm coming back home So many calls, gotta get another phone Just to deal with the day-to-day routine But I'll always make a little time to dream Come
black Chuck's) I'm so high, I'm on a money making mission Navigating a Expedition, side panels full of chickens [H.A.W.K.:] Money by the tons, weed
, right next to me Watching a set of bitches, show they breasts to me With M.O.E., that be Money Over Everything Bet I could hit a home run, nigga let
three's comany and four is a crowd And my situation is seven everybody else can move around Look at your friends and your friends peeping, they burn bridges In they household, come into your home
if you trip Its the Dirty Third, slanging rings stacking chips We killas with pistol grip, steady letting our rugas rip [Wood] We ain't burning the home grown, and Dirty
for the soldiers out there involved in the everyday struggle Hopin to bubble, keep on hustlin, as the world turns Money come and go, hoes come and go, foes come and go Friends come
at us We ain't got shit to lose Feel like we ballin' if we got a new pair of tennis shoes In the ghetto or better yet home sweet home This is the land
