Nigga that bullshit, nigga that's that bullshit. They got me up, right now on that bullshit. Nigga that's bullshit, nigga that's that bullshit. Got us fucked up in on that bullshit. that's that bullshit, nigga that's that bullshit. Got us fucked up out here on bullshit. Nigga that's bullshit, that's that bullshit. They got me up, right now on that bullshit.
Same nigga hump the like a pussy. Fuckin' right I put the on the track. Same nigga he just got jail. Same nigga 'bout to go back. So what the rapper got 90 days? have never hit that bitch in the head. I know she you and you probably felt played. next time you gonna walk yo ass away. Get yo shit together, nigga get yo right. Every in here smarter than Albert Einstein lookin' at it from hindsight. Hope this starts sankin in before it's a cell you be stankin in No bitches, no titties, no pussy prints my (?) sucka you wasn't thinkin' then I said, "uhhh." The say, "'Uhhh' my ass!" yo people how much that you miss 'em and you love 'em talkin to 'em from behind that glass. Hello Canteen Line, I about five racks Lemme get that in and hygiene, stamps and bugler packs. You're mad 'cause I'm movin' fast, so you're that Now you're out here talkin' shit, but I'm used to that. Bitch, I give up. I said I'll never go back. But judgin' from the way the ball done bounce, I get to see my nigga Mack.
Tryna do me a low-down dog. Treat me like a hen pecked freak. A mother like a one legged gimp. Or like a four-eyed geek. Cause you up in huffin' and puffin talkin' 'bout I lie and cheat. Bitch I want you outta my house, She I want you off these streets. Damn! Hold up, sorry baby. Ain't be all that. You know how I love you. Don't do nothin' crazy. Yo man, you yo panties, you might as well pack yo bags. And of course standing next the DEA, my brother you hear me like kiss my ass. Say goodbye to those shows, and out to those beats Tell 'em how I got you out the truck, yeah nigga hand those keys. There you go, take it baby. yours darling. Turn the motherfucker sideways, stuff bitch where you sit on the toilet me speakin' in tongues. But she forgot about the charger. I know that she know bout the charger Now bitch got me (?) charges I guess it go that, and it be like that Momma knock that lightweight out, 81 days you gon be right back
Bitch you tryin' to below the belt, hoe you tryin' to hit behind the knee. If this were Silence of The Lambs, our troubles be over. Popo Clarice. Shoo, shoo, shoo. Fly, fly, fly. I repent if you that this is gonna be the end of me bitch it's a goddamn lie. Hey there mike mike man, now that you're my my my. Seen me thinkin' if you had a restraining order off I'd be a and all'd be fine (This is wrong.) Daddy gotta go the joint just to get to the door. Daddy climb over these hoes just to make it back home to the (?). Now we know that big girls don't pout, and big boys cry. Y'all better not fight in this bitch and cry, y'all nice. Do as I say, but not as I do. In the house, you start fuckin' up, guess what? whoop your lil bad ass too.