[Hook] I had a girl from New York, moved to the bottom She tired of living in the South Said she wanna come back to the East, back to the streets That's what she dreaming about When I picked up the phone I knew something was wrong Always knew she'd run back to my arms So I ain't gon' make it hard for her, I made a song for her It's called 'Baby Come Home', 'Baby Come Home'
[Verse 1: Dice Raw] My nigga Com' Used to Love Her, Cube said he couldn't fuck her Truth is we all loved her So if you get close to that chick then wear a rubber Cause she still got lil' homies going out like suckers These are my metaphors now for how the game is That's fucked up, but time for some new changes And I ain't necessarily tryna say to how it used to be Cause there was bullshit around then truthfully Now Hip Hop is a race to see who can be The realest goon, A.K.A. the biggest coon Hip Hop, I'm still in love with ya boo I just feel like I found out you fucked the whole crew
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[Verse 2: Dice Raw] Cause hey girl, I know the drama that you've been through And all the crazy places you've been to And all the wild niggas that pimped you Yeah I know I've got a little pimp inside me too But just cause I'm from the underground What, I ain't supposed to have dreams too and drive a Benze too? I know that's just some materialistic shit And I shouldn't let it fuck with our relationship And I should be more on some patient shit But truthfully I feel like I can't wait for this Aiyyo, your fuck game's the best I ever had You know you always made my other girls mad That I would give you so much attention They'd always be tripping, always be riffing Cause everything's given at Christmas time With you is where I spent both of mine
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[Verse 3: Dice Raw] It's been a while since anybody up top seen her I wonder if we still recognise her now when we see her She said she don't like the way them niggas act down South But she don't like the way we act up North either Started dating white guys and crossed over Cause once you go rap, you don't come back, it's all over She said we started popping bottles, couldn't stay sober And too many chicks started popping up with strollers Girl I can't say that what you're saying ain't true But if I get the chance to love ya, this is what I'll do I'll keep it 100, always and forever Make every snare crack, make every line clever Perform wherever Hip Hop's needed And not just for money, just do it however I can promise that we'll always be together Even if I start acting or become a trash man