WALKIN' HOME

WALKIN’ HOME Lyrics by Luke Christopher
[Luke Christopher]
You already know I’m not something to mess with
[Luke Christopher]
I’m like, wish picture, wish club, wish hope
We just had this conversation fifteen minutes ago
She swerve
She swerve
Then she like, “Fine n**** treats your woman like hell”
But get your a** up out the car, you walking home by yourself
She swerve
She swerve
[Luke Christopher]
Yeah, but you ain’t picture perfect neither, I see you where you lead her
Acts like you a hoe but want respect like you a rica
Said you with your girl, but no, your girl said that they seen ya
How come I can’t yell at you but you and me supposed to be equal
And I never let go of the s*** that you said back at your party, right
You said there were plenty of n***** like me out there that you could find
Well, I invite you, fine wine, I’ll be nice, boo
‘Cause in two years it’s gon’ bite, you gon’ crawl back like I never liked you
But that’s cool, I ain’t trippin’
But Lord knows I’ve been testing hoes and chilling
If you take me back I might clean the clothes out the kitchen
A month ago [?] bitching
[Luke Christopher]
I’m running ’round like, wish picture, wish club, wish hope
We just had this conversation fifteen minutes ago
She swerve, woah, slow down
She swerve, slow down
Then she like, “Fine n**** treats your woman like hell”
But get your a** up out the car, you walking home by yourself
She swerve, slow down
She swerve, slow down
[Luke Christopher]
Yeah, left, right, switching lanes, shawty driving wild and low
Me, I spin around my hair, you wipe off your cover-up
I don’t got no time for no lies, not a minute
You done lost your mind, like you drive like a menace
If you wasn’t my b**** I be on the island or something
Ain’t no questions, [?] my ties out of function
I love you but why you gotta hate though
Seconds later, walking on the interstate though
[Luke Christopher]
Wish picture, wish club, wish hope
We just had this conversation fifteen minutes ago
She swerve, woah, slow down
She swerve, slow down
Then she like, “Fine n**** treats your woman like hell”
But get your a** up out the car, you walking home by yourself
She swerve, slow down
She swerve, slow down
Luke Christopher Lyrics
 

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