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Orlanda... fat-ass HondaThe homies! The homesssssNow what we talkin 'bout, yo tell 'emThe homies! HeyyyyyWhat we talkin 'bout, everybody lemme hear you sayThe homies! YouuuuuuuuuuThe homies, the homiesAin't nuttin like a homey, if it is show meYou're puffin that skunk, homeboy you musta known meMe and my boys been through thick and thinAnd if one of us is losin, none of us winI remember days early 80's, junior highTriple A, Wink Dog, Custom G, we was flyThe stupid groupie, man we used to please herAll around the world couldn't find a better pleaserYou used to try to lecture me, man you tried to scold meUh-oh, too late, here commmmmmmmmmes the homies! Hey heyHere they come, oh shitEverybody here they comeThe homies! YeahhhhhhhEverybody everybody here they comeThe homies! HooooooooOne time check this outLetras de cancionesAin't nuttin like a homey when you need supportAnd especially, when your pockets is shortHomeboy I need a C-note, my funds is lackHere you go buddy, no hurry to pay it backYou know what I mean? That's a true friendAnd I would be there with my homey 'til the day it endCause I don't really give a fuck, my rhyme...Can I say that man? Can I use that verse? Okay I won'tI don't really give a fuck I got my homeboy backIn case a sucker's playing king, he might get jackedAnd I'll always remember what my brother told meHe said Loc, ain't nuttin like a homey, hey hey hey heyYou know what I'm sayin? He saidAin't nuttin like a homey, hooooooooo!Hoe what you sayin? Nuttin like a donut, heyyyyFat motherfucker From Letras Mania