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The King And I Home

Children Be it ever so humble, There's no place like home. A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which seek through the world, Is ne'er met

't like the company he keeps Or the color of his drawers You said he's ain't no good You says he's rough and he's lazy How can I explain? How the way

coming through the ground? You know it's on when you make that sound I can take you home right now So many girls and you, and you, yeah, and you, right

yeah, I'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can

the best I'm like Hennessey and coke, XO and nothin' less I'm the nigga, the B I G, I know you know the rest Suppose I was to told ya no, I ain't gon'

me and who I fire I get what I desire it's my empire And yes I call the shots I am the umpire I sprinkle holy water upon a vampire, vampire And this very

I, I crossed the line, line And I'll, I'll let God decide-cide I, I wouldn't last these shoulders So I, I am headed home, home I, I crossed the line

I'm so cold, I'm so cold I'm so cold, I'm so cold I'm so cold, I'm so cold I'm so cold, I'm so cold Mmm, I need that Hot Tottie You can be my Hot Tottie

kissin' on Broadway, you die I was bein' your baby and tickin' and tockin' your clock See we done jumped the broom and now you know I'm good And I was