Met this girl called Josephine and took her up on my machine We had a little fun and now we got a little one Had to get married, being chased out of town Found ourselves a place to live, we put all our money down Home Sweet Home, home sweet home Eleven floors up in a tower block Happy just to have a home I've gone and changed the lock on our home Nothing really worked out right Things got broke, they stayed that way None of our friends came around at night And little Sam got no place to play "We've got to get out of here, Bill" she said "I've been telling you all the while" When I came home from work that night She'd jumped out the window with our child From our Home Sweet Home, home sweet home Just a place to take a rest Just a place to make our nest We call it our home When the insurance money came through Seemed dirty didn't know what to do Took the cash went down the casino Down on the wheel on the double And I won, oh yes I won, like I never won before Bought myself a country house With an antique carved oak door It was Home Sweet Home, home sweet home Just a place to lay our head think of all those things we said About in our Home Sweet Home

BLAKE Following the viral success of his breakout hit "Flexin" in late 2016, San Antonio rapper BLAKE... read more Ay, ay Woof Ay, ay Look Diamonds look like piss (piss) Diamond chain on piss (piss) Now my wrist on sick (sick) Now my bitch real thick (thick) Pull up, then I skrrt (skrrt) Look at they expression (spression) Ben Frank on me too, he blue I think he got depression Diamonds look like water (water) She drip drip like water (water) Hit that bitch, don't call her (call her) Dodge like Charger (Charger) Pull up then I charge her Lil' bitch bad and bougie Can't dap you up, you a fuck nigga Fuck niggas got cooties I'ma leave they feelings hurting Windows down on purpose Hanging out the window, swerving Baby Snapchat made me nervous 'Cause my main bitch, she be lurking I swear she do the most Boy, you talk a lot Let's talk about why you so broke Wait, talk too much, bitch, shut up I'm your young dumb motherfucker BLAKE, why your belt unbuckled? Tryna save your bitch some trouble (wait) Ex-bitch mad, oh well (well) Cop that pack wholesale (sale) Mama like, "What's that smell?" Had to move the pack out the crib that's hell Panoramic my whip Hoes all on my tip 100s blue like a crip Bust my nut... dip Left wrist, holy moly (damn) Fuck you niggas, we not homies Used to have to cop the O-Z Now a nigga need the whole thing Pull up, then I skip Keep it brief and quick Tripping over a bitch Broke niggas make me sick No, I won't call her Fuck her, don't bother One hundred, need charger One hundred, need charger On fleek, yup Bossed up, yup Turning heads, right left Strike a pose, yup Yeah, I seen them pussy niggas Pussy nigga, do you need some help That boy there gon' need some milk Flex on 'em, yup Bitch I'm feeling dangerous Wrist on fucking singing Beat so fucking dangling Belt so fucking hanging Had to hit 'em back 'Cause that ass was like on whoa (whoa) Niggas playing games And they stuck in story mode Bitch talking 'bout shrimp and steak (steak) Tell a bitch get out my face (face) I can't take your ass on no date (wait) But I can hit your ass with that BLAKE (ooh) Boy, quit tweeting, it's okay Little nigga all in his feelings Can't figure out why is it Broke niggas always got the most opinions (ooh) Had to show you niggas who's next up Baby, quit talking, that's extra Just say I'd like a checkup Why you peeking my message Ask too many fucking questions Send me one more text message You gonna hate the rolling sessions Why these niggas so lame Wanna talk down on my name Niggas thought that I was playing games Wrist looking like Johnny Dang Lil' boys like, you funny Talking 'bout, you ain't making money Hating on me, but now I got your bitch Ha-ha-ha, God don't like ugly Ha-ha, ha-ha

Ridin' rubber, rent checks, livin' on ramen Chappin' our ass 'cause we can't afford Charmin Rockin' that one-ply, one-ply Shakin' down the couch, found a buffalo nickel Medium guitar pick, Burger King pickle It's kinda petrified, petrified Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Girl, I sure can't tell you've been workin' your butt off The way you're rockin' them second-hand cutoffs Can I talk you into takin' 'em off? Score a little discount, 6-pack Keystone Use a paper sack, twist a little home grown Go on and get a Friday night on Girl, one of these days, gonna look back laughin' Sippin' pomegranate sake at Nobu But, baby, 'til then I'm a have-not havin' And everything I have's got, with you Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money

I've been working so hard, I'm punching my card Eight hours, for what? Oh, tell me what I got I get this feeling, that time's just holding me down I'll hit the ceiling or else I'll tear up this town Tonight I gotta cut loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues everybody cut footloose You're playing so cool, obeying every rule Dig a way down in your heart You're burning, yearning for some Somebody to tell you That life ain't passing you by I'm trying to tell you It will if you don't even try You can fly if you'd only cut loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Oowhee, Marie shake it, shake it for me Whoa, Milo c'mon, c'mon let's go Lose your blues everybody cut footloose, Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa. Cut footloose, Whoa We got to turn you around And put your feet on the ground Now take a hold of your soul I'm turning it loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut Everybody everybody cut footloose

I'm gonna take you for a date Take you for a ride Gonna get you over there on the passenger's side I'm gonna put the radio on your favorite song I'm gonna crank it up and get you singing along Hey, hey (Hey, hey) Alright (alright) Girl I'm digging on it, on you tonight Ain't it immediate, it's open now Wishing a woman It's the damn right Hold you tight, baby I'm gonna So what's it gonna take? What's it gonna be? We can pump it on the boulevard Or kick it in the country Me and you, you and me, Money back, guaranteed Love you every night in Daytona, I'm gonna Hey, hey (Hey, hey) Alright (alright) Girl I'm digging on it, on you tonight Ain't it immediate, it's open now Wishing a woman It's the damn right Hold you tight, baby I'm gonna Love you all night long Till the cricket starts trippin' Girl I ain't just flirting, I'm certain I'm working on a long term plan Gonna be your man Gonna put a little rock steady on your hand Hey, hey (Hey, hey) Alright (alright) Girl I'm digging on it, on you tonight Ain't it immediate, it's open now Wishing a woman It's the damn right Hold you tight, baby I'm gonna Hey, hey (Hey, hey) Alright (alright) Girl I'm digging on it, on you tonight Ain't it immediate, it's open now Wishing a woman It's the damn right Hold you tight, baby I'm gonna

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Father! People used to call me backwards Living out here with the tractors Letting this world leave me behind Now-a-days I'm an innovator I'm a country boy prognosticator I'm a man ahead of my times I've got a hundred acre farm I've got a john deere in my barn I've got a garden in my yard, full of corn, peas and beans I've got a guitar I play unplugged I've got a home-grown girl I love And when the summer time hits, we skinny dip in the stream I was green before green was a thing Sheets on the clothes line drying Red Tail hawks a flying A couple of deer on the timber line And I know a lot more about cane pole fishing Then I ever will know about carbon emission And my little corner of the world is doing just fine I've got a hundred acre farm I've got a john deere in my barn I've got a garden in my yard, full of corn, peas and beans I've got a guitar I play unplugged I've got a home-grown girl I love And when the summer time hits, we skinny dip in the stream I was green before green was a thing Yeah, I've got a hundred acre farm I've got a john deere in my barn I've got a garden in my yard, full of root baked potatos and greens I've got a guitar I play unplugged I've got a home-grown girl I love And when the summer time hits, we skinny dip in the stream I was green before green was a thing I was green before green was a thing