Lyric Comin Home
I m comin home
I said I m comin home
I m comin home
I said I m comin home
I just can t wait to get back home
I m comin home
(Back to L.A.)
I said I m comin home
I m comin home
(Ba-back to L.A.)
I said I m comin home
I m comin home
(Back to L.A.)
I said I m comin home
(Ba-back to L.A.)
Damn, it s good to be back home
In city streets where I used to roam
The neighborhood has changed
But somethin always stays the same
Liquor stores on every other block
I see my homies so I make a stop
And though I m tempted
I won t fall back in the game
My next stop is filled with love
Because it s moms and pops I m thinkin of
As I get closer, I smell the Bar-B-Q
And as I step into the yard
My grandma shouts "I praise the Lord"
And so do the honeys, uh
This ll be so cool
To be back home
Where I belong
I m back in L.A.
Where I used to stay
Where I long to be
This is home for me
Back in L.A.
As the party starts to coolin out
You know me, and here s what I m thinkin bout
Gettin with a cutie
Cause I don t have much time
(My flight leaves at nine)
Should I go with the one that I know well?
Or swing a new one back to my hotel?
It really doesn t matter
Cause all of them are so fine
Now, um, uh
I think I know what kind of woman you are
So what would you do for a Klondike bar?
Would you swing from a chandelier?
Or maybe whisper "oh Monty" with your tongue in my ear
I tell ya girl, if you re the one that I choose
I m knockin boots and pumps
And any other kind of shoes
And you could keep my drawers as memoirs
Of my last day, when Monty Swing was back in L.A.
Where I belong
This is home for me
I m back in L.A., yeah
Where I long to be
Back in L.A.
Oh oh, oh oh
As a tear comes to my eye
It s so hard to say goodbye
I would like to stay, but I got other plans
So I tip my cap with ease
I treasure all those precious memories
Cause I got to get back out to all of my fans
Now it s off to Atlanta GA
And I might stop in D.C. on the way
Chillin on the east coast
But just a little while
But no matter where I go
I will always let you know
That I m singing this South Central L.A. style
And I m back home
Where I belong
I m back in L.A.
Where I used to stay
Where I long to be
This is home for me
Back in L.A.
Oh oh, oh oh
I m chillin on Crenshaw
On 54th Street
On 4th Avenue
This might be new to you
But I m goin on home
This is where I belong
I m back in L.A.
Oh oh, oh oh
I said I m comin home
I m comin home
I said I m comin home
I just can t wait to get back home
I m comin home
(Back to L.A.)
I said I m comin home
I m comin home
(Ba-back to L.A.)
I said I m comin home
I m comin home
(Back to L.A.)
I said I m comin home
(Ba-back to L.A.)
Damn, it s good to be back home
In city streets where I used to roam
The neighborhood has changed
But somethin always stays the same
Liquor stores on every other block
I see my homies so I make a stop
And though I m tempted
I won t fall back in the game
My next stop is filled with love
Because it s moms and pops I m thinkin of
As I get closer, I smell the Bar-B-Q
And as I step into the yard
My grandma shouts "I praise the Lord"
And so do the honeys, uh
This ll be so cool
To be back home
Where I belong
I m back in L.A.
Where I used to stay
Where I long to be
This is home for me
Back in L.A.
As the party starts to coolin out
You know me, and here s what I m thinkin bout
Gettin with a cutie
Cause I don t have much time
(My flight leaves at nine)
Should I go with the one that I know well?
Or swing a new one back to my hotel?
It really doesn t matter
Cause all of them are so fine
Now, um, uh
I think I know what kind of woman you are
So what would you do for a Klondike bar?
Would you swing from a chandelier?
Or maybe whisper "oh Monty" with your tongue in my ear
I tell ya girl, if you re the one that I choose
I m knockin boots and pumps
And any other kind of shoes
And you could keep my drawers as memoirs
Of my last day, when Monty Swing was back in L.A.
Where I belong
This is home for me
I m back in L.A., yeah
Where I long to be
Back in L.A.
Oh oh, oh oh
As a tear comes to my eye
It s so hard to say goodbye
I would like to stay, but I got other plans
So I tip my cap with ease
I treasure all those precious memories
Cause I got to get back out to all of my fans
Now it s off to Atlanta GA
And I might stop in D.C. on the way
Chillin on the east coast
But just a little while
But no matter where I go
I will always let you know
That I m singing this South Central L.A. style
And I m back home
Where I belong
I m back in L.A.
Where I used to stay
Where I long to be
This is home for me
Back in L.A.
Oh oh, oh oh
I m chillin on Crenshaw
On 54th Street
On 4th Avenue
This might be new to you
But I m goin on home
This is where I belong
I m back in L.A.
Oh oh, oh oh
