Passed down from great to great, he is a legend
Yeah, hey
Before they turn the lights out
Get right, K
Before they turn 'em get right
Couple shooters in the building tonite
Pray to God they don't take my life
('cause I'm the coldest wit it)
I want the life that I set out to (live)
On the couch, pull the bed out, Boo
(Let me feel somethin')
Do you really wanna earn that (cool)?
Is that somethin' that you willin' to do?
I got the whole game wrapped around my finger
These hoes go 'round like a goaled out pina
And I feel like ain't no ambition for nothing no more
They don't ball, they just sit the arena
And the girls from my city, they(re) Trina
So far from perfect, but perfectly clean up
Wasn't for certain, but worse enough anyways
They don't know love like the Martin & Gina
So what do I do?
I take 'em all home and I bang 'em and leave 'em alone
What do I do?
I give 'em my number, but never do pick up the phone
What do I do?
I pass to my dawgs just in case so they feelings get strong
What do I do?
Let 'em know I ain't got time
For hs Gone Wrong
So what do I do?
I take 'em all home and I bang 'em and leave 'em alone
What do I do?
I give 'em my number, but never do pick up the phone
What do I do?
I pass to my dawgs just in case so they feelings get strong
What do I do?
Let 'em know I ain't got time
For hs Gone Wrong
Hey, hey, let it ride, let it ride, hey
Let it ride, let it ride now
Hey, hey, let it ride, let it ride, now
Hey, before I turn the lights out
You gotta feeeeel me
Before I turn ('em) you gotta feel me
I was in love with a bad bitch
Right above average
She broke my heart on a daily
She was the type of bitch, I was anonymous
She gettin' hit like Jeff Bailey
I am attentive lately
Instead of attending the love
I'm depending to pay me
Trappin' is dead, offers ain't comin'
It's time to get fed, like I was a youngin'
I am confessin' up, I am the messenger
I will confess that I felt like a dummy
to think there is love in the world (so scummy)
I got no funds, so how could you want me? (I see)
I'll go ahead and be all I can be
'fore I let another one play me
So what do I do?
I take 'em all home and I bang 'em and leave 'em alone
What do I do?
I give 'em my number, but never do pick up the phone
What do I do?
I pass to my dawgs just in case so they feelings get strong
What do I do?
Let 'em know I ain't got time
For hs Gone Wrong

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