Don't you want to come home? Don't you want to come home with me tonight? It's alright Don't you want to come home? Yeah, don't you want to come home
Traduction: Two Tongues. Tu ne veux pas rentrer à la maison.
Don't you want to come home? Don't you want to come home? Don't you want to come home with me tonight? Its alright Don't you want to come home? Yeah
Braggin' because I am Draped in green and red like flag of Sudan While you pretend, and you niggas so pretentious I love a Tracey Ross but I don't keep
And though you got it right, I'm goin home tonight You say you don't need a man, but I don't care You in the presence of a playa, I'd rather be ya
I'm inside I wanna take you for a spin, you know, round and round Switch gears till you won't come down I take you to the point of no return, if you listen you
Mother don't sit Mother don't stand Mother don't send me Smoking grass go into the movie The ambulance is after you too Promise we're gonna go to New
right) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (that's right) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can) She'll tell you how she does 'em all
belongs to you. You won't know how good I am until you try And you'll let my well of loneliness run dry. I've a marvelous way of telling you no, And
what a result! I don't want Chrous [x2] I don't want (no no no no) To be true (no no no no) I don't want To make love to you
life it's the moment i been waiting on a four course meal every first of the month everybody in the projects family home don't know you till the DJ like i want
They won't believe you the whole world know that bastard rap Once you outta the throne you can't have it back Retirement home and ain't nothing after that Except you
welcome home nigga... Queen Latifah... [Queen Latifah:] Whatcha wanna do, baby BOY? (... take me out) You don't want it, you don't know how it goes down
Mic check, one two, one two I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two You're eyein' us in the iron bus Leak ya, two liters of red juice, Hawaaiin
Juelz Santana] Mic check, one two, one two I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two You're eyein' us in the iron bus Leak ya, two liters of red
Nas, T.I. & many others) [Jim Jones Intro] Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin you homie You bitch
Santana] Mic check, one two, one two I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two You're eyein' us in the iron bus Leak ya, two liters of red juice