WALKIN' HOME - Luke Christopher

WALKIN' HOME - Luke Christopher

  • Year of release: 2019
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:50

Below is the lyrics of the song WALKIN' HOME , artist - Luke Christopher with translation

Lyrics " WALKIN' HOME "

Original text with translation

WALKIN' HOME

Luke Christopher

I’m like, which picture, which club, which hoe

We just had this conversation fifteen minutes ago

She swervin'

She swervin'

Then she like, «Fine nigga, treat your woman like hell»

But get your ass up out the car, you walking home by yourself

She swervin'

She swervin'

Yeah, but you ain’t picture perfect neither, I see you where you lead her

Acts like you a hoe but won’t respect like you Aretha

Said you with your girl, but no, your girl said that they seen ya

How come I can’t yell at you but you and me supposed to be equal

And I never let go of the shit that you said back at your party, right

You said there were plenty of niggas like me out there that you could find

Well, I invite you, find one, hope he nice, boo

'Cause in two years it’s gon' bite, you gon' crawl back like I never liked you

But that’s cool, I ain’t trippin'

But Lord knows I’ve been texting hoes and chilling

If you take me back I might clean the clothes out the kitchen

A month ago, we back again yelling and they bitching

Around and round like, which picture, which club, which hoe

We just had this conversation fifteen minutes ago

She swervin', woah, slow down

She swervin', slow down

Then she like, «Fine nigga, treat your woman like hell»

But get your ass up out the car, you walking home by yourself

She swervin', slow down

She swervin', slow down

Yeah, left, right, switching lanes, shawty driving wild and low

Me, I spin around my hair, you wipe off your cover-up

I don’t got no time for no lies, not a minute

You done lost your mind, like you drive like a menace

If you wasn’t my bitch I be on the island or something

Ain’t no questions, my ties out of function

I love you but why you gotta hate though

Seconds later, walking on the interstate though

Which picture, which club, which hoe

We just had this conversation fifteen minutes ago

She swervin', woah, slow down

She swervin', slow down

Then she like, «Fine nigga, treat your woman like hell»

But get your ass up out the car, you walking home by yourself

She swervin', slow down

She swervin', slow down

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