Home Sweet Homies pt. 2
• Written by RoslanSkeet
//Check my profile for Part 1. This is the long-awaited finish. The Pussy Crew has dropped the next party hit.
//RoslanSkeet
Original and Skeet, reunited at last,
The wait is over baby, we gone bring it right to your ass.
When the two of us are on a track, we start inducing heart attacks.
We’re tighter than a body bag, and hotter than a naughty mag.
We’re fluent in the art of rap, you know you want our autograph.
Our flow is floating off the map, while ya’ll can’t stop from falling back.
We ain’t choose the Pussy Crew, it chose us.
That means your bitch came with you, but coming home with us.
We don’t run outta stuff to write about, we just run outta ink,
You pussies know we spit it raw; you bitches spit it pink.
Man what we really think is you ain’t ready for a year of this,
My theory is your brain’s about to go straight delirious.
You need to take this serious, Original and Skeet are here to make you experience what hip hop really is.
//Hook: Original and RoslanSkeet
It’s the Home Sweet Homies back at it again,
You know we still smoking weed, still slapping your bitch.
We’re The Dynamic duo, spitting bars for days,
You’re getting slapped with our lyrics straight across your face.
//Original
Grilling shit outta the fridge, I don’t know how old,
I’m feeling bold enough to steal all these hoes,
Bitches flocking in, it’s the life we chose.
With a dick like this, homie, who needs clothes?
Back from three month’s probation, reputation to match.
Heard we sold more records than we sold you crack.
Got my momma on the phone saying, “Don’t do that,”
Original and RoslanSkeet, bitch we back.
Take me to a hospital cause my flow too sick.
Had the nurses getting worried bout my nine inch dick.
Ten bullet wounds didn’t seem to matter to them,
Not when RoslanSkeet was popping Vicodin.
If I can’t do it, it can’t be done.
I can do anything with a blunt, homie hand me one.
I can do anything with a beat, Skeet scratch me one.
I can even sing along to this piano run.
//Hook
It’s the Home Sweet Homies back at it again,
You know we still smoking weed, still slapping your bitch.
We’re The Dynamic duo, spitting bars for days,
You’re getting slapped with our lyrics straight across your face.
//RoslanSkeet
Back for the year, that much is clear,
We gonna stick it to your bitch while we laughing in your ear.
Our flow’s so dope you want it rolled to smoke,
But you would choke, bitch, you know you can’t hold your own.
We’re a level of chill you’ve never dealt with before,
We brought our skill into the game, yours got left at the door.
We’re mopping up the floor while we going back and forth,
Original’ll show you little faggots, that’s for sure.
//Original
They scream for more, I make bitches wail,
I named my dick Dre cause it’s too big to fail.
I’m dropping hundreds at the strip club yelling what can this get me?
With all the money on a floor now, she could buy a new Bentley.
We couldn’t P.I.M.P. more, if we were Fifty.
We repped the fur coats before Macklemore got thrifty.
I know your bitch missed me, she says it a lot,
But her voice was too muffled cause I’m still on top, now Skeet drop.
//Skeet
We're the type of team that can’t be stopped,
When we walked in the room your girlfriend’s panties dropped,
That’s how you know the pussy crew has been doing its job,
We gotta life vest for pussy cause we drowning a lot.
When shit gets outta hand you can count on us,
But not to come to help, just to fuck shit up.
This time we’re here to tear apart all of your bars,
Your beat came off of YouTube, bitch we made ours.
//Original
All the bitches in the club say, “Hell yeah,”
All my homies in the club say, “Hell yeah.”
If you’re champagne sipping or you’re cocaine sniffing,
If you’re Home Sweet Homie, say, “Hell yeah.”
//Skeet
If you’re a pussy crew groupie say, “Hell yeah,”
If you’re cool with doing three ways, say, “Hell yeah.”
If you’re down with getting freaky, and you know you’re pretty easy,
If you’re my kinda lady, say, “Hell yeah."
//Hook
It’s the Home Sweet Homies back at it again,
You know we still smoking weed, still slapping your bitch.
We’re The Dynamic duo, spitting bars for days,
You’re getting slapped with our lyrics straight across your face.
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RoslanSkeet
Member since March 31 2014