Yeah
You've been on the road
Putting on a show
Soon as you get home
It's all yours, yeah
You can take control
We can hit the floor
Either way it goes
It's all yours yeah
Look you've been on the road sending pictures to my phone
I was just at the crib reminiscing your cologne
Know im getting to a bag when im out here doing shows
I know that you 'prolly think im out doing the most
You my main squeeze i could see you with my babies
Swear i never felt like this, this shit is crazy
You ride or die in a bucket or Mercedes
Cuz what we got is doper than a spoon in the 80's
Girl you running through my mind
If loving you's a crime im willing to do the time
Soon as she come home im turning her to a mom
Like gravity is pulling you know ima put it down, down, down
Pop sum champagne let it all pour
Have you rushing home slamming car doors
Straight to the hard floors, baby im yours
You came, i came, that's a draw on the scoreboard
You've been on the road
Putting on a show
Soon as you get home
It's all yours yeah
You can take control
We can hit the floor
Either way it goes
It's all yours yeah
Look she been on the road steady chasing her goals
Im just being supportive by praying for her soul
Hold her down like im suppose', she my favorite and she knows
Not a day goes by without me wishing she was close
HHate spending time like this, call my line right quick
Love to hear your voice talking about the times i've missed
Slanging jokes cuz you love it when i clown like this
She one of a kind cuz they dont come around like this, nah
Time flies im feeling it's taking too long
Hop on a flight pilot land where ever you want
I can picture you in that jimmy choo on
Im finna give you the business and i aint got a suit on
Pop sum champagne let it all pour
Have you rushing home slamming car doors
Straight to the hard floors, baby im yours
You came, i came, that's a draw on the scoreboard
You've been on the road
Putting on a show
Soon as you get home
It's all yours yeah
You can take control
We can hit the floor
Either way it goes
It's all yours yeah
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Yeah
You've been on the road
Putting on a show
Soon as you get home
It's all yours, yeah
You can take control
We can hit the floor
Either way it goes
It's all yours yeah
Look you've been on the road sending pictures to my phone
I was just at the crib reminiscing your cologne
Know im getting to a bag when im out here doing shows
I know that you 'prolly think im out doing the most
You my main squeeze i could see you with my babies
Swear i never felt like this, this shit is crazy
You ride or die in a bucket or Mercedes
Cuz what we got is doper than a spoon in the 80's
Girl you running through my mind
If loving you's a crime im willing to do the time
Soon as she come home im turning her to a mom
Like gravity is pulling you know ima put it down, down, down
Pop sum champagne let it all pour
Have you rushing home slamming car doors
Straight to the hard floors, baby im yours
You came, i came, that's a draw on the scoreboard
You've been on the road
Putting on a show
Soon as you get home
It's all yours yeah
You can take control
We can hit the floor
Either way it goes
It's all yours yeah
Look she been on the road steady chasing her goals
Im just being supportive by praying for her soul
Hold her down like im suppose', she my favorite and she knows
Not a day goes by without me wishing she was close
HHate spending time like this, call my line right quick
Love to hear your voice talking about the times i've missed
Slanging jokes cuz you love it when i clown like this
She one of a kind cuz they dont come around like this, nah
Time flies im feeling it's taking too long
Hop on a flight pilot land where ever you want
I can picture you in that jimmy choo on
Im finna give you the business and i aint got a suit on
Pop sum champagne let it all pour
Have you rushing home slamming car doors
Straight to the hard floors, baby im yours
You came, i came, that's a draw on the scoreboard
You've been on the road
Putting on a show
Soon as you get home
It's all yours yeah
You can take control
We can hit the floor
Either way it goes
It's all yours yeah
You've been on the road
Putting on a show
Soon as you get home
It's all yours, yeah
You can take control
We can hit the floor
Either way it goes
It's all yours yeah
Look you've been on the road sending pictures to my phone
I was just at the crib reminiscing your cologne
Know im getting to a bag when im out here doing shows
I know that you 'prolly think im out doing the most
You my main squeeze i could see you with my babies
Swear i never felt like this, this shit is crazy
You ride or die in a bucket or Mercedes
Cuz what we got is doper than a spoon in the 80's
Girl you running through my mind
If loving you's a crime im willing to do the time
Soon as she come home im turning her to a mom
Like gravity is pulling you know ima put it down, down, down
Pop sum champagne let it all pour
Have you rushing home slamming car doors
Straight to the hard floors, baby im yours
You came, i came, that's a draw on the scoreboard
You've been on the road
Putting on a show
Soon as you get home
It's all yours yeah
You can take control
We can hit the floor
Either way it goes
It's all yours yeah
Look she been on the road steady chasing her goals
Im just being supportive by praying for her soul
Hold her down like im suppose', she my favorite and she knows
Not a day goes by without me wishing she was close
HHate spending time like this, call my line right quick
Love to hear your voice talking about the times i've missed
Slanging jokes cuz you love it when i clown like this
She one of a kind cuz they dont come around like this, nah
Time flies im feeling it's taking too long
Hop on a flight pilot land where ever you want
I can picture you in that jimmy choo on
Im finna give you the business and i aint got a suit on
Pop sum champagne let it all pour
Have you rushing home slamming car doors
Straight to the hard floors, baby im yours
You came, i came, that's a draw on the scoreboard
You've been on the road
Putting on a show
Soon as you get home
It's all yours yeah
You can take control
We can hit the floor
Either way it goes
It's all yours yeah
Writer: Kevin Hues, Melvin Rozenblad
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid