Yeah it another one of those ak shits youknowhati'msayin? This right about a girl Who wanna in your house for free, without a j.o.b. it
I got your bags packed, you leave, see-ya I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, I got your packed, I got your bags packed You gotta leave you gotta leave you leave yo
I'll make your bloody red if you don't get out And if you scream and shout, I'll put the on your mouth No for free on my couch And yo I ain't operatin, no of covenant house You get no help here, my name ain't Uh uh dear, take that bullshit Your ass gotta go if you don't got Call me what you want, woman, because you're just hoe I know you'd probably a good mother miss But I got no time to be bothered with no broke bitch at the mouth, get you kicked out, without no whereabouts The shape up and ship out And take everything you came with when you was This ain't a world tour, no trips to this apartment I want ass to be ghost And now, all of a sudden you get close, huh
I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, I got your packed, you gotta leave, see-ya I got your bags packed, I got bags packed You leave you gotta leave you gotta leave check it
Umm, get clothes, use common sense I don't sell pantyhose, I don't got time for non Kindly pack up shit you're not down with the olympics, so don't try to flip! I'll for the glock, aim for your snotbox The hear the shots, the neighbor call the cops But I do a date upstate I just perform that old tyson play and cry out rape you burst, gimme my keys, stop pleadin for please This church, get off your fuckin knees I'm not lookin for no blow job, you get a real job So we can have some hobbes I won't front, I to love it when we'd hump You're not my stunt, the first of the month You don't have half the rent, I'm knockin cuttin flat Girlfriend I got your bags
Huh, I got your packed You gotta leave you leave, I got your bags packed, see-ya I got your packed You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got bags packed
I got bags packed You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, I got your packed You gotta leave you gotta leave you leave, check it
Umm, up them cryin tears Cause like an car, you don't got no gear Get ready to put an end to that cinderella Throw out jordache jeans, cause it wasn't seem To givin you the look, that been searchin for And plus I you're not with, baggin up shit At no grocery store -- it just makes furious As if you got shot in the butt now you're dead-ass serious Don't what to do, nowhere to go But no haps over here, this ain't, the welcome back kotter show Forget all the nights you Cause nothin goin on, but my rent, huh Shit, you better a good look At the road cause you're bout to hit And it ain't no comin Girlfriend, I got your bags
Huh, I got your packed You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got bags packed, see-ya I got bags packed You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got bags packed, see-ya
I got your packed You gotta you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, see-ya I got bags packed You gotta you gotta leave I gotta go, check it
baby I'm not "the one" I said my man he's not "the one" And my man ant he's not "the one" And my man earl is sho' not "the one" Aiyyo aiyyo girlfriend we not "the one" My man p, he's not "the one" And you how it goes.. "the one" "the one" ..