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Make It Home Video (MV)




Performed By: Trey Kidd
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Treyvis Evans




Trey Kidd - Make It Home Lyrics




(Love you, KayKay)
Let's go
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Yeah, keep calling
TK, I'ma take one, yeah

Ooh-oh, oh, oh
Bring in all the racks and we won't make it home
Pull up to your house and you know I ain't staying long
Then I pull off and I leave, go back to where I belong
Ooh-oh, so, so, so
And I know she wanna f*ck, I'm ripping off that thong
I'm a f*cked up boy, yeah I know that I been wrong
Pick up every time you call the goddamn phone

Aye, I know I be on some other shit bro, for real
Know what I'm saying? I'm just-
I'm just chilling
I'm just chilling shawty, yeah I love the feeling
I love the feeling, yeah I'm hanging with my villains
Hanging with the villains on the road to the riches
Huh, gotta get it right now, gotta get it
I been in the trenches right now, in the trenches
And I been really thinking right now, I been thinking

I been standing on all 10's, I been on my grind
And I keep that pole on me and I might have to fire
I been riding through security, you know I keep my Five
Gotta keep that stick somewhere 'cause ain't nobody on my side (ooh-oh, oh, oh)

F*ck nigga lost his hand, he tried to put that shit all in my bag
And my girl will probably hit you with that stick if you make her mad
I'm just chilling in the pad and I been smoking on that thrax
I ain't got no time to cool and I ain't playing with these niggas
If I said it's smoke, it's somewhere, then I'm really gone pull that trigger
Keep on playing, you gone end up on the news my nigga
I can't associate myself around these fools my nigga

Huh, we get bands, better say one
Who want bands? Better take one
Puffing with the guys, better take one
Puffing with the guys, better take

Ooh-oh, oh, oh
Bring in all the racks and we won't make it home
Pull up to your house and you know I ain't staying long
Then I pull off and I leave, go back to where I belong
Ooh-oh, so, so, so

(Ooh-oh, so, so, so)
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(Love you, KayKay)
Let's go
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Yeah, keep calling
TK, I'ma take one, yeah

Ooh-oh, oh, oh
Bring in all the racks and we won't make it home
Pull up to your house and you know I ain't staying long
Then I pull off and I leave, go back to where I belong
Ooh-oh, so, so, so
And I know she wanna f*ck, I'm ripping off that thong
I'm a f*cked up boy, yeah I know that I been wrong
Pick up every time you call the goddamn phone

Aye, I know I be on some other shit bro, for real
Know what I'm saying? I'm just-
I'm just chilling
I'm just chilling shawty, yeah I love the feeling
I love the feeling, yeah I'm hanging with my villains
Hanging with the villains on the road to the riches
Huh, gotta get it right now, gotta get it
I been in the trenches right now, in the trenches
And I been really thinking right now, I been thinking

I been standing on all 10's, I been on my grind
And I keep that pole on me and I might have to fire
I been riding through security, you know I keep my Five
Gotta keep that stick somewhere 'cause ain't nobody on my side (ooh-oh, oh, oh)

F*ck nigga lost his hand, he tried to put that shit all in my bag
And my girl will probably hit you with that stick if you make her mad
I'm just chilling in the pad and I been smoking on that thrax
I ain't got no time to cool and I ain't playing with these niggas
If I said it's smoke, it's somewhere, then I'm really gone pull that trigger
Keep on playing, you gone end up on the news my nigga
I can't associate myself around these fools my nigga

Huh, we get bands, better say one
Who want bands? Better take one
Puffing with the guys, better take one
Puffing with the guys, better take

Ooh-oh, oh, oh
Bring in all the racks and we won't make it home
Pull up to your house and you know I ain't staying long
Then I pull off and I leave, go back to where I belong
Ooh-oh, so, so, so

(Ooh-oh, so, so, so)
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Writer: Treyvis Evans
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