On The Way Home
Jaykae Lyrics

I'm on the way home
I'm headed back to my place

I'm in a black cab
I'm riding in a black taxi

I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
I'm coming to the house, play some good music

Roll me a spliff
Roll me a joint

I need a few drags
I need to take a few hits

You don't have to worry, I ain't feeling these slags
You don't have to worry about me being unfaithful

Got me banging off a phone
My phone is constantly buzzing

It could have been a mazza but I left the club alone
Things could have gotten out of control, but I decided to leave the club alone

You know me, I keep it grown
I handle things like an adult

You better watch your tone
You better be careful how you speak to me

Yeah, I let her throw a tantrum
I allowed her to throw a fit

Then she throws a dog a bone
Then she rewarded me for my patience with her

Two bills on my cologne
I spent 200 pounds on my cologne

I spilled the Patron
I accidentally spilled the Patrón tequila

20 man up on your table, blud I killed it on my own
20 guys were at your table, but I dominated the group alone

12 shots to the dome
I took 12 shots of liquor

Now I feel a little stoned
Now I'm a little high

Man she calls it cowgirl, I call it sitting on the throne
She calls it cowgirl position, but I call it the king's throne

Man she's sober, I'm not
She's not drunk, but I am

And she's knows I'm a G 'cause I go through the spot
She knows I'm a gangster because of the places I go to

I'm up the stairs like I know there's a crop
I'm walking up the stairs like I have a specific destination in mind

Know my way around here 'cause I'm over a lot
I'm familiar with this place because I come here frequently

And plus I took her ransom so I know what she's got
I kidnapped her, so I know everything she has

Then lick it like a Rizzla
Then lick the joint like a cigarette paper

Then blow it like a flute
Inhale the smoke from the joint

Coming back to the gaffs
Coming back to the house

Where I've had a long day babe, roll me a bat
After a long day, roll me a joint

You got something on your chest but your holding it back
You have something to say, but you're not saying it

You won't say it how it is and I've been noticing that
You won't say things straightforward, and I've noticed that

You just gotta tell me how you feel
You have to be honest about how you feel

And always keep it real, yeah
And always be honest

Couple gal are snacks but my baby-girls a meal
Other girls are just snacks, but my girl is a full meal

'Round the corner in the cab
Just around the corner in the taxi

Heads spinning' like the wheel
Feeling dizzy like the spinning wheel

Coming home to a freak, you already know the deal
Coming home to a wild girl, you know what to expect

Yeah, I like her but still never been in love though
I like her, but I've never been truly in love

Still I'm not a liar, I just tell her I love dough
I'm not lying when I say I love money

Put on something sexy, get ready for when I come home
Get dressed up and prepared for when I come home

Still love your ex but when we sex all that love goes
You still have feelings for your ex, but when we have sex, those feelings disappear

So, just slap on something new
Put on something new to wear

While you're sitting looking cute
While you're sitting looking attractive

Na, you don't have to worry
No, you don't have to worry

All them hoes in the club still I'm coming home to you
Despite other women in the club, I'm still coming home to you