HomeComing
TM88 Lyrics


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Yeah, the hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)
The hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)

She give me pinata, she gone bust it open
Bitch, I'm from the bottom, where niggas keep a four fifth
Money blue it's so crip, all my money rolling
Hit her from the back, yeah, she want me to hold hands
Thinking bout' them racks, wait, like I work at Nordstrom
Smoking on a pack, wait, rolling up your old friends
Man, her ass so fat, wait, she want me to go again
She don't know my tracks, wait, must be a Magnolia fan
She throw me the cat, wait, I feel like a Doja fan
When I get that bag, wait, man I do the Soulja dance
Call me eighty racks, wait why you tryna expose your man?
Boy, you know that's cap, ayy, I ain't even want your bands

Yeah, the hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)
The hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)

Yeah, a nigga got opps, just point 'em out
I'm running it up, you running your mouth
She sucking my dick, I cum in her mouth
Run me your shit, they come in your house
I feel like Martin, you get to steppin'
I need Charmin, shit on you peasants
Fresh to death like a stairway to heaven
I'm with a square, now I got seven
Her nigga a square, took her in seconds
I beat up the pussy like I'm in Tekken
She bent over like them stretches
She get tired when she ride for real
I stack my money like I play Tetris
Throw her the money, look like confetti
I got the sauce, it's like spaghetti
You wanna race, bitch, I'm Andretti, yeah

Yeah, the hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)
The hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)




New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know

Overall Meaning

In "Homecoming," TM88 & Pi'erre Bourne celebrate their roots and their success. The song's opening lines, "Yeah, the hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)/ Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)" capture their gratitude for their humble beginnings and their ability to now enjoy the fruits of their labor. The lyric "New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more" highlights their growth and newfound status. They're no longer struggling and can now afford luxury brands.


The chorus is repeated twice, and both times the last line "Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)" emphasizes their confusion over people's negativity towards them. They're grateful for the love they receive and don't understand why others are envious or angry.


The verses feature braggadocious lyrics about sexual conquests, street violence, and wealth. Bourne talks about getting oral sex and making it rain on women, while TM88 boasts about his financial success and his ability to "run it up." The line "I got the sauce, it's like spaghetti" cleverly uses an Italian dish to describe his swag.


Overall, "Homecoming" is a celebration of their success, their community, and their lifestyle. They take pride in their street background, but they've also moved on to bigger and better things.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, the hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Every time I come back to my neighborhood, everyone shows me love and respect.


Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
Money isn't an issue for me, I can buy whatever I desire.


New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
I'm sporting new designer pants and have left my old fashion choices behind.


Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)
I don't understand why some people are upset with me and causing trouble.


She give me pinata, she gone bust it open
She offers me sex and is ready to engage in sexual activities.


Bitch, I'm from the bottom, where niggas keep a four fifth
I come from a tough environment where people carry firearms for self-protection.


Money blue it's so crip, all my money rolling
My money is so blue that it represents my gang's color and I'm making a lot of it.


Hit her from the back, yeah, she want me to hold hands
During sex in a doggy-style position, she wants me to hold her hands.


Thinking bout' them racks, wait, like I work at Nordstrom
I'm contemplating my wealth, like a sales associate at a popular department store chain.


Smoking on a pack, wait, rolling up your old friends
I'm smoking a joint, made with the remains of your past mates.


Man, her ass so fat, wait, she want me to go again
She has a large butt, and she wants me to resume intercourse with her.


She don't know my tracks, wait, must be a Magnolia fan
She's not aware of my songs, indicating that she might not be a loyal fan.


She throw me the cat, wait, I feel like a Doja fan
She's initiating sex with me, and I feel like a fan of Doja Cat, a popular rapper.


When I get that bag, wait, man I do the Soulja dance
Once I've acquired a significant amount of money, I will celebrate by doing Soulja Boy's iconic dance move.


Call me eighty racks, wait why you tryna expose your man?
People are trying to harm my reputation by calling me 'eighty racks', indicating my wealth.


Boy, you know that's cap, ayy, I ain't even want your bands
That's a lie, I never wanted your money.


Yeah, a nigga got opps, just point 'em out
There are people targeting me, and if you recognize them, please inform me.


I'm running it up, you running your mouth
I'm working hard to accumulate wealth, and you're busy gossiping.


She sucking my dick, I cum in her mouth
She's performing oral sex on me, and I ejaculated in her mouth.


Run me your shit, they come in your house
Give me everything you've got, or I'll send my associates to rob you.


I feel like Martin, you get to steppin'
I feel like Martin Lawrence's character from the TV show Martin, and I want you to leave immediately.


I need Charmin, shit on you peasants
I want to use a comfortable toilet paper brand, and I disrespect those of lower social status than me.


Fresh to death like a stairway to heaven
I'm stylish and well-dressed, as if ascending to heaven on a staircase.


I'm with a square, now I got seven
I'm with someone naive and inexperienced, and now I have a group of such people.


Her nigga a square, took her in seconds
Her boyfriend is gullible, and she cheated on him with me very quickly.


I beat up the pussy like I'm in Tekken
I had sex with her intensely, as if fighting in the video game Tekken.


She bent over like them stretches
During sex, she was bending down, similar to people stretching their muscles.


She get tired when she ride for real
She gets tired from riding on top during intercourse.


I stack my money like I play Tetris
I'm accumulating my wealth like the game Tetris, where blocks are stacked.


Throw her the money, look like confetti
I'm throwing money around, and it resembles confetti.


I got the sauce, it's like spaghetti
I have a distinct charisma or style, like the sauce used in spaghetti.


You wanna race, bitch, I'm Andretti, yeah
If you want to compete with me, I'm like the successful race car driver Mario Andretti.


Yeah, the hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Every time I come back to my neighborhood, everyone shows me love and respect.


Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
Money isn't an issue for me, I can buy whatever I desire.


New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
I'm sporting new designer pants and have left my old fashion choices behind.


Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)
I don't understand why some people are upset with me and causing trouble.


The hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Every time I come back to my neighborhood, everyone shows me love and respect.


Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
Money isn't an issue for me, I can buy whatever I desire.


New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
I'm sporting new designer pants and have left my old fashion choices behind.


Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)
I don't understand why some people are upset with me and causing trouble.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Bryan Lamar Simmons, Cory Moon, Dimitris Sarantzis, Jordan Timothy Jenks

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