Chuck - Home Run Lyrics

I let her friend up to bat that was a home run
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
I used to wheelie my bike on brick streets
I used to wheelie that bitch on a 10 speed
How the f*ck I go from Cleveland to Wrigley
Now I'm in Vegas with Home Runs you feel me

I let her friend up to bat that was a home run
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
I used to wheelie my bike on brick streets
I used to wheelie that bitch on a 10 speed
How the f*ck I go from Cleveland to Wrigley
Now I'm in Vegas with Home Runs you feel me

Big C that's me championship rings
She love designer fancy things
Stepping clean when I hit the scene
Barry Bonds I'm hitting it deep
Fast asleep won't hear a peep
Easter time I'm eating peeps
And yo girl buy em so don't you speak
Ha.. Right
I'm back over wax
Been smoking on medical packs
And eating on edible thrax
All over the map
From Cleveland to Vegas exact
Pit stop in the Chi for a bag
Don't mean to boast or brag
Got it on my own
Work like I got me a clone
King of the Spring it's on
Summer 21 its GONE!

I let her friend up to bat that was a home run
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
I used to wheelie my bike on brick streets
I used to wheelie that bitch on a 10 speed
How the f*ck I go from Cleveland to Wrigley
Now I'm in Vegas with Home Runs you feel me

I let her friend up to bat that was a home run
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
Hit it out the park man I'm on one
I used to wheelie my bike on brick streets
I used to wheelie that bitch on a 10 speed
How the f*ck I go from Cleveland to Wrigley
Now I'm in Vegas with Home Runs you feel me