Try-Na Come Home - Coko

Oh, ooh, whoa

Yeah, yeah

Word is that I was tripping

You’re looking so fly, dripping

Those loafers I bought you last week

You know the one’s, green, suede Gucci

Got off of work early one day

Went to the mall to get a shirt to match your suede

But when I pulled into the driveway

You was hearing her shout

And looking my way babe

1 — Why you keep trying to come home

When you know you got another girl that you want

And you keep blowing up my cellular phone

Trying to come home, home

Caught you on my caller i.

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Remember so you can chase after me

Why you keep blowing my cellular phone

You’re tyring to come home, home

You must have thought just maybe

Trying to be lying doing Eddie Murphy

But I saw you minute, and I saw her one minute

You was lip locked one minute, could it be?

And I guess it wasn’t you who spent the time with me

And I guess it wasn’t you who had them set of keys

And it damn sure wasn’t you

Who was trying to get up on me, seven days a week

Believe me it’s not easy

You can tell me what you want

Just pack your things and gitty up

Don’t make me call the fuzz and make complaints

I’ll make you wish you would shrink

You can tell me what you want

Just pack your things and gitty up

You can go back to your ways

And leave me here, you’ll get replaced