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Soon as I get home

  • syke36
  • Feb 5, 2023
  • 2 min read

Updated: Feb 19, 2023


I tried to flip the song, but there were a lot of ad libs so I had to restructure it while still keeping its Essence. The bigger problem was, when I thought I was doing satire, I was still well within range of what the song was seriously saying.šŸ™. This was a struggle. Enjoy.



Soon As I Get Home

What kind of man Would leave you when you get 2 bold? Must've been a smarter one Didn't wanna sacrifice his pot of gold You're the kind of woman That needs a man who's there

To pay all your bills...and your baby daddy's bail, girl


I'll pay your plug I'll buy Dior I'll call your him a her (yeah) Soon as I get home from work I'll pay your rent Your kids are covered (ooh baby) Soon as I get home Soon as I get home from work Girl, I'll treat you right And I'll always cry At the birth of my baby who's clearly not mine.

Because I give good love.


It doesn't make sense That you should have to play your part When I should have to do them both From the very start. You're the kind of woman Who needs a man with cash Who has to pay another man, Everytine he wants some a$$....


Girl...You can have your thug Take a trip with your h0'$ Surgeries to look slimmer too (ooh baby) Soon as I get home from work I'll pay for your weave Never stray or leave. (Soon as) Soon as I get home Soon as I get home from work

Girl, I'll treat you right And I'll never lie or flirt


You can check my phone

Soon as I get home from work


(Girl, I'm coming straight home n' I got your straight comb...don't go berserk... Girl I won't make a sound when he comes around to put in that work.)

Because I give good love.

(Good love, good love, good love, good love) Oh, I give good love (Good love, good love, good love, good love)


Tampax for your flows Those Beyonce tickets too (yeah) Soon as I get home from work I'll pay your note

And your trip on that boat.

Soon as I get home

You'll be on the phone...at work

I'll be all alone, list'ning to you moan...and twerk. Soon as I get home...My boys roasting me to bones...like Murch...all because


I give good love.

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