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[Refrain] Honey I'm home I don't know what it is, but it keeps calling my name Can't imagine me leaving this game I'll tell you what it is, it's the money that calls That's close them all these fat ass hoes Got me married to the streets, married to these streets Got me married to the streets, married to these streets Got me married to the streets, married to these streets Honey I'm home I've been tapping phone, so I'm talking cold The shit jumping at the gym and I ain't talking pro's Polo on my draws, Bentley on my driveway I was in the trap while you was on Myspace Money on my mind stay, increase the crime rate Pinky ring so big, you can see it on a blind day Car game, I rate, whip parked outside Ss on it, and that stands for south side Outside, cooling, deuce and the juices 2 cups on me, shouts out to Houston We got a problem Houston, they taking my stile they boosting They lame and they all know it Ask your girl and they all know it [Refrain] (x2) From Letras Mania