stic.man (of dead prez) Follow

I just wanted to call you and tell you I'm coming home tonight.
Have that body ready for Daddy. Baby we gettin' dirty tonight.
Strawberries and cherries would make the living room a paradise.
And I can show you better than I can tell you you're number one in my life.

Time is tickin. Seconds and minutes.
They got me sittin in this county jail servin' my sentence,
but now it's almost finished.
Fantasizing in my cell with your naked pictures,
but it ain't nothin' like the real thing when I'm with ya.
And I know plenty gettin' at you tryin to hit it,
but you roll with me through it all and stay commited.
It was hard, but we made it through the bars and the distance.
Now I'm coming home to give you what I couldn't on them visits, Baby.

I just wanted to call you and tell you I'm coming home tonight.
Have that body ready for Daddy. Baby we gettin' dirty tonight.
Strawberries and cherries would make the living room a paradise.
And I can show you better than I can tell you you're number one in my life.

You held me down when I was locked down. For that I'm grateful.
You coulda messed around and slept around, but you was faithful.
I thought about you, Baby, every day, daily. Doin time in that cold ass cell, missin my family.
Collect calls, inhaling the smell from all your letters.
See that real love is special. It don't crack under pressure.
No more lonely nights with the pillows and the covers.
I can't wait to come home Baby. I love you.

I just wanted to call you and tell you I'm coming home tonight.
Have that body ready for Daddy. Baby we gettin' dirty tonight.
Strawberries and cherries would make the living room a paradise.
And I can show you better than I can tell you you're number one in my life.