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Will Smith Ain T No Place Like Home

ain't no place like home, place like home Ain't no place like home Uh, I feel like Dorothy so I tries it Kicks my heels but my Jordans wouldn't 'ize it

ain't no place like home, place like home Ain't no place like home Uh, I feel like Dorothy so I tries it Kicks my heels but my Jordans wouldn't 'ize it

s sad when you know it's your heart they can't touch. There's a reason why people don't stay who they are. Baby, sometimes, love just ain't enough. Baby, sometimes, love... it just ain't

a chance to do it again I will still keep the heat in my pants, uh Y'all be nice to the crack heads, everybody listen up I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't

quit bumpin' your gums Ain't no peace in the slums just bums and crumbs Bring da beef to the streets (Y'all don't really want it) Keep the heat with me (So don't

- Lil Wayne] If this is a race I ain?t goin? for no pace I am goin? for your place Bow ya home, how ya gone Fuck with me if I ain?t fuckin? around 2

them It ain't about havin' the baddest chick on the streets I respect the dude Nas cause he married Calise But still if you ain't ready just wanna be

't you send me ass to the G Funk Era Double dare a nigga to step Without a gat kept in a safe place His ass will get erased Like an eraser, mace and shit

like Elliot Ness 'Cause I don't like stress Streets ain't a place for innocent bystanders to stand Nutting's gonna stop the plan I'll chill like Pacino