Gangsta Boo - Where My Homies Be lyrics

WHERE MY HOMIES BE Where my homies be (could you put the beat) Yerr yooo ayy KOSHA DILLZ VERSE LA diner to the dentist I'm checking off everything I get it in like ham on everything But i dont mess with the pork Couple new ports Got a new rap rhyming Pathfinder to my new porsche Lose a court case guilty with my plea though Filthy no flea How i be though when i see dough Cake up before i break up when i see dough, new jack of the city you can call me Nino La flow repping jerz with a bronx tale Roll with a memphis queen plate jamaican oxtale yeah hoE I told you how i does it paper over budget Kosha dillz flow ok known not to f** with Hollywood home of the addict hustler New jersey raise slick handcuffs now we lifting cups up Paint job touch up please shut the f** up Wake up dont go to sleep then I wake up This ain't your average joe or jodeci Superstar on the street but no one even notice me So international I'm blokin up locally You can catch me right here (AHH) Where my homies be (AHH) Chorus Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) GANGSTA BOO VERSE What up kosha? You can catch me in the fast lane bumping that 2Pac Makavelli i ain't pop Thug life till i drop Drop me off an 8th of that medical weed so I can stay chill cuz I really is a psycho Hipster b**h all day 24/7 My boy friend skate board for living plus I'm winning! Why you losing take your loss Its gon' cost you like a boss Most of my homies is getting they money they straight Tossed out them haters out they click ho vintage sh** You ain't know? Got a team of loyal motherf**ers and they trained to go, yeah ho! Back to my business is back to black Amy Winehouse told you that White girl wasted facing all these demons where my homies at? Chorus Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) MURS VERSE We went from hangin on the block talkin that sh** To hitting up the day care picking up kids Look at us now we all growed up Pulled up in that white mini van with the doughs up Throw the kids in rear facing car seat My 15 year old been up on his iPad all week Turn the music up satellite radio Rude Jude and Sear man them motherf**ers crazy broo White people wednesdays every week at PTO Now all the single moms wannna come and see my show Rock The Bells vip with the homies Dub c Mother and the Daughter both showing off they double dees Where the homies be Pico and Clover d Mid city b**h and we all up in your ovaries Street poetry, suga free to jodeci Murs and Gangsta Boo with the Jewish homie Kosha D Chorus Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) AHH Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho) AHH Where my homies be (yeah ho yeah ho yeah ho)