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