Lyrics Baby Please Come Home - Clyde Lawrence , DAP The Contract

You're gonna feel special that you have this
That you possess this
You're gonna wanna have it in your home
On your nightstand, with your coffee table books
And it's gonna mean something
And you possessing that
Says something about you

Ok
Woooohooo
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I don't know why but I think I'm in love with ya
I don't know why
Don't ask why don't know why but I think I'm in love with ya
Yeah, so baby won't you
Please come home
Please come home

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Girl you know I got it I got it I got it
Go on come and get it
It's all yours, get on all fours
On the floor, you can have it
Don't be in a muddle let me in the middle
Let a n*gga hit it
You can be my Mrs. when I see your middle
Know I ain't missing, you might go
Poof missing, just like magic
The way you walk, the way you talk
The way you coming at it
Think I'm an addict, it's so good
I gotta have it
Kitty is a gift and it's all mine
Come on let me wrap it, check
Baby won't you please
Tell me when you're coming back on home
You the finest, honest
Won't you come and sit up on your throne
I act like a kid, but I'm big
Where I'm from I'm grown
And I ain't got kids, but I got this
Finna make our own
Go on make it lift like an elevator
Let it drop like a lot of paper
Don't mind Bella, she a hater
If you wanna eat it, I'll cater
Now drop it down for a n*gga
Down on a n*gga like Al Qaeda
Up down up down, up down
Going uptown hater, see you later!

I don't know why but I think I'm in love with ya
I don't know why
Don't ask why don't know why but I think I'm in love with ya
Yeah, so baby won't you
Please come home
Please come home

Girl you know I want it know I want it
Know I want it can I have it?
Consent
The way you crawl, the way you fall
The way we going at it
I think I got a habit, I think you're my habit
And you so bad, gimme that
Even on the Sabbath
Yeah I'm so nice with it
Made old sh*t, started rapping on it like
Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk
Twerk go on girl clap it, clap it
Stop it, I'm too nice with it
1234 more rounds keep going round
Girl go on lap it
That ass is mine, come and sit down
Damn I gotta lap it
We on cloud 9 with my 9
Still I'm finna lick it, lap it
She said I f*ck like a rabbit
She can't put her finger on it
Let me show you what it is
Put it in, fingering
I can help you crack it, crack it
Who's coming first, what's coming next
You can't track it
In the back seat, on the front porch
Lay your jacket down on the floor
On the counter just keep coming
Don't count it
And if she don't get more, she'll get more
Know way around it, round it

I don't know why but I think I'm in love with ya
Don't ask why don't know why but I think I'm in love with ya
Yeah, so baby won't you
Won't you please come on home
Please come on home

And I don't know why
But I cannot hide
These feelings that I
Am feeling inside
And hard as I try
I cannot deny
That I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know why

I don't know why but I think I'm in love with ya
I don't know why but I think I'm in love with ya
Don't ask why don't know why but I think I'm in love with ya
Oh I don't know why
Baby won't you
Please come home
Please come home
So plea-ea-ease come home

You're gonna feel special that you have this
That you possess this