Home Alone
Lyrics
Like that
Nothing bout half way crookin'
I'm jookin' out whoopin' like
None of yo business
I got it down pat when I stash it
Under mattress
None of yo business
Gimme that need that jump rope
What for
None of yo business
Aye keep it on the low
For a Cinnabon
Don't fuck it up
Ya stuck in your head
Deep in a rut
Wishing you were dead
Lucky boy ya might be
Better off alone
Lock 'em up
Lock 'em up
And get it get it
Now anybody can be like Kevin
Made mantra of that
Got approx six meters of Tyco track
Trade up Cinnabon for the Lego kit
Hands up catapult hit em lickety-split
Night Trane Lane got the mail bag in a pinch
Shoe string budget
Tike won't snitch
Got 20 O-Z of Sunny D in the tank
Sweatin' beads
Godspeed
Foot on the trip
Aww
If I could pull it off
Aww
I might just make it
Like that
Nothing bout half way crookin'
I'm jookin' out whoopin' like
None of yo business
I got it down pat when I stash it
Under mattress
None of yo business
Gimme that need that jump rope
What for
None of yo business
Aye keep it on the low
For a Cinnabon
Don't fuck it up
Ya stuck in your head
Deep in a rut
Wishing you were dead
Lucky boy ya might be
Better off alone
Lock 'em up
Lock 'em up
And get it get it
I hate to be the one to break it to you, kid, but only you can
See me
Believe me
Whatchu gotta do is quite easy
But you might need me
First you gotta make sure that you're home alone
Don't need no teacher phonin' home
Don't need good grades when you know you're grown
Never been the kind of kid who does what you're told
Now I could be your main man with the game plan
But I need you to pull through on your own
Quick tip
Never let em know that you're a misfit
Makin' it your mission,
Makin' sure that no one knows your business
Put the post man at the top of the hit list
Comin' at em wit a couple of water balloons and a Nerf gun
Much better than a squirt gun
Thumb tacks on the sidewalk
Or the mouse trap in the mailbox might hurt some
Cherry bomb just in case you need to get the job done
I can't wait until you come back home
Time is precious and it's running low
Low
If it runs out I could feel the pain
How would I make it out alive
I don't wanna die
Aww
If I could pull it off
Aww
I might just make it
Aww
If I could pull it off
Aww
I might just make it
Aww
If I could pull it off
Aww
I might just make it
Like that
Nothing bout half way crookin'
I'm jookin' out whoopin' like
None of yo business
I got it down pat when I stash it
Under mattress
None of yo business
Gimme that need that jump rope
What for
None of yo business
Aye keep it on the low
For a Cinnabon
Don't fuck it up
Ya stuck in your head
Deep in a rut
Wishing you were dead
Lucky boy ya might be
Better off alone
Lock 'em up
Lock 'em up
And get it get it
Now anybody can be like Kevin
Made mantra of that
Got approx six meters of Tyco track
Trade up Cinnabon for the Lego kit
Hands up catapult hit em lickety-split
Night Trane Lane got the mail bag in a pinch
Shoe string budget
Tike won't snitch
Got 20 O-Z of Sunny D in the tank
Sweatin' beads
Godspeed
Foot on the trip
Aww
If I could pull it off
Aww
I might just make it
Like that
Nothing bout half way crookin'
I'm jookin' out whoopin' like
None of yo business
I got it down pat when I stash it
Under mattress
None of yo business
Gimme that need that jump rope
What for
None of yo business
Aye keep it on the low
For a Cinnabon
Don't fuck it up
Ya stuck in your head
Deep in a rut
Wishing you were dead
Lucky boy ya might be
Better off alone
Lock 'em up
Lock 'em up
And get it get it
I hate to be the one to break it to you, kid, but only you can
See me
Believe me
Whatchu gotta do is quite easy
But you might need me
First you gotta make sure that you're home alone
Don't need no teacher phonin' home
Don't need good grades when you know you're grown
Never been the kind of kid who does what you're told
Now I could be your main man with the game plan
But I need you to pull through on your own
Quick tip
Never let em know that you're a misfit
Makin' it your mission,
Makin' sure that no one knows your business
Put the post man at the top of the hit list
Comin' at em wit a couple of water balloons and a Nerf gun
Much better than a squirt gun
Thumb tacks on the sidewalk
Or the mouse trap in the mailbox might hurt some
Cherry bomb just in case you need to get the job done
I can't wait until you come back home
Time is precious and it's running low
Low
If it runs out I could feel the pain
How would I make it out alive
I don't wanna die
Aww
If I could pull it off
Aww
I might just make it
Aww
If I could pull it off
Aww
I might just make it
Aww
If I could pull it off
Aww
I might just make it
Writer(s): Lucy Morgan, Michael Langford, II, Nicholas Galarza
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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