Ain't no other nigga here
Real as my dude
He used to throw money like this
Honey would you look at that?
Ain't no need to guessin'
Starin' over here, you about to be a legend
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
I got a nigga locked up for a bottle
Another money deny you set me home before I finish this blunt
(What else?) I just bought a ounce of skunk
Me and my nigga 'about to go hard like when LeBron dunk
(Yeah) We ridin' hard like southern niggas in the dump
And everybody and they momma know UGK in the trunk
(What's in the backseat?) North Cakalak' freaks
And the shit that we smokin' can melt the Mac on they cheeks
Well we headed up to that Magic City, he ain't see no ass and titties
In about a decade, these hoes 'bout to get paid
They took him to the back, I ain't seen his ass I two hours
Two-time felon takin' a shower in the motherf*ckin' strip club
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
Inhale, inhale
And blow it out, blow it out [x2]
When my nigga come home, that's on everything I got him
Know why? Cause we was like that, and we came from the botoom
Know how many pictures I was mad that I took
Cause I couldn't throw up the hood, the police had my shook
And all you wanted was Superhead's book
So I sent because I meant it now the clothes is the crooks
And your girl, she fine as a motherf*cker
Told you she cheated on you, she was lyin' like a motherf*cker
When you went in, we was dreamin' 'bout that trey
Now it's a four door flyin' spur with Killafornia plates
Member when we was in the spot, writin' to them Dre beats
Now I'm f*ckin' with some nerds, Chad and Skateboard beat
But remember when we was hot?
Sayin' to each other nothin' rippin' us apart
Now a nigga ballin' and you sittin' on the yard
But you comin' home to that Ferrari in the car
Max that motherf*cker out
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
Inhale, inhale
And blow it out, blow it out [x2]
One thing you can count on when you touch down
You gon' have it all, laid out, everything is paid out
Comin' home eventually, in the penitentiary
The homies like to mention me cause I looks out, essentially
Big BC cause, J-Dawg and Tray Dee
Young Jo Dawg, Scotty Boy and YC
Fame gave me cavi, and cavi became chips
Blue put me on the set, nigga, it's 20 Crip
My cousin flip been locked up for 25
And Dre Lo, he's a real 20 Crip for life
Now if I mention yo name, you know the business cause
When you get out, you know we livin' it up
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
Inhale, inhale
And blow it out, blow it out [x2]
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The Game - When My Niggas Come Home Lyrics
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Ain't no other nigga here
Real as my dude
He used to throw money like this
Honey would you look at that?
Ain't no need to guessin'
Starin' over here, you about to be a legend
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
I got a nigga locked up for a bottle
Another money deny you set me home before I finish this blunt
(What else?) I just bought a ounce of skunk
Me and my nigga 'about to go hard like when LeBron dunk
(Yeah) We ridin' hard like southern niggas in the dump
And everybody and they momma know UGK in the trunk
(What's in the backseat?) North Cakalak' freaks
And the shit that we smokin' can melt the Mac on they cheeks
Well we headed up to that Magic City, he ain't see no ass and titties
In about a decade, these hoes 'bout to get paid
They took him to the back, I ain't seen his ass I two hours
Two-time felon takin' a shower in the motherf*ckin' strip club
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
Inhale, inhale
And blow it out, blow it out [x2]
When my nigga come home, that's on everything I got him
Know why? Cause we was like that, and we came from the botoom
Know how many pictures I was mad that I took
Cause I couldn't throw up the hood, the police had my shook
And all you wanted was Superhead's book
So I sent because I meant it now the clothes is the crooks
And your girl, she fine as a motherf*cker
Told you she cheated on you, she was lyin' like a motherf*cker
When you went in, we was dreamin' 'bout that trey
Now it's a four door flyin' spur with Killafornia plates
Member when we was in the spot, writin' to them Dre beats
Now I'm f*ckin' with some nerds, Chad and Skateboard beat
But remember when we was hot?
Sayin' to each other nothin' rippin' us apart
Now a nigga ballin' and you sittin' on the yard
But you comin' home to that Ferrari in the car
Max that motherf*cker out
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
Inhale, inhale
And blow it out, blow it out [x2]
One thing you can count on when you touch down
You gon' have it all, laid out, everything is paid out
Comin' home eventually, in the penitentiary
The homies like to mention me cause I looks out, essentially
Big BC cause, J-Dawg and Tray Dee
Young Jo Dawg, Scotty Boy and YC
Fame gave me cavi, and cavi became chips
Blue put me on the set, nigga, it's 20 Crip
My cousin flip been locked up for 25
And Dre Lo, he's a real 20 Crip for life
Now if I mention yo name, you know the business cause
When you get out, you know we livin' it up
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
Inhale, inhale
And blow it out, blow it out [x2]
Real as my dude
He used to throw money like this
Honey would you look at that?
Ain't no need to guessin'
Starin' over here, you about to be a legend
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
I got a nigga locked up for a bottle
Another money deny you set me home before I finish this blunt
(What else?) I just bought a ounce of skunk
Me and my nigga 'about to go hard like when LeBron dunk
(Yeah) We ridin' hard like southern niggas in the dump
And everybody and they momma know UGK in the trunk
(What's in the backseat?) North Cakalak' freaks
And the shit that we smokin' can melt the Mac on they cheeks
Well we headed up to that Magic City, he ain't see no ass and titties
In about a decade, these hoes 'bout to get paid
They took him to the back, I ain't seen his ass I two hours
Two-time felon takin' a shower in the motherf*ckin' strip club
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
Inhale, inhale
And blow it out, blow it out [x2]
When my nigga come home, that's on everything I got him
Know why? Cause we was like that, and we came from the botoom
Know how many pictures I was mad that I took
Cause I couldn't throw up the hood, the police had my shook
And all you wanted was Superhead's book
So I sent because I meant it now the clothes is the crooks
And your girl, she fine as a motherf*cker
Told you she cheated on you, she was lyin' like a motherf*cker
When you went in, we was dreamin' 'bout that trey
Now it's a four door flyin' spur with Killafornia plates
Member when we was in the spot, writin' to them Dre beats
Now I'm f*ckin' with some nerds, Chad and Skateboard beat
But remember when we was hot?
Sayin' to each other nothin' rippin' us apart
Now a nigga ballin' and you sittin' on the yard
But you comin' home to that Ferrari in the car
Max that motherf*cker out
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
Inhale, inhale
And blow it out, blow it out [x2]
One thing you can count on when you touch down
You gon' have it all, laid out, everything is paid out
Comin' home eventually, in the penitentiary
The homies like to mention me cause I looks out, essentially
Big BC cause, J-Dawg and Tray Dee
Young Jo Dawg, Scotty Boy and YC
Fame gave me cavi, and cavi became chips
Blue put me on the set, nigga, it's 20 Crip
My cousin flip been locked up for 25
And Dre Lo, he's a real 20 Crip for life
Now if I mention yo name, you know the business cause
When you get out, you know we livin' it up
When my nigga come home
We go party till 6 in the morn'
I tell you when my nigga come home
We gonna pop champagne till it's gone
I tell you when my nigga go home, we gonna celebrate
Lobster, shrimp and pasta, steak
When my nigga come home
He can have any damn thing that he want
Inhale, inhale
And blow it out, blow it out [x2]