doin' me, Sheek Louch a motherfuckin' hot MC Don't get it twis', don't get add to my fuck you list Unless you a bitch 'cause I ain't got time, I'm not
funny to the turnstile, touch bunny Whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay Get your broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights Fallen freckles away
get up and get up and get up and get up and get up and get up and get up and get up and get up and right get up and right get up and get up and get up
's just too emotional for me I wanna confess but I can't Tell my girl what I want So what do I do? Let it burn inside of me Will I get away or will it
responsible All I know who spittin all I know who givin Me all this cash, just to put down twelve to get in yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me I ain't got time
All I know who spittin' all I know who givin' Me all this cash, just to put down twelve to get in yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me I ain't got time
't know who responsible All I know who spittin' all I know who givin' Me all this cash, just to put down twelve fo' gettin' yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me I ain't got time
des hoe's will get cha kilt nigga how u filt u let hate'n stop yo grind homie (fa real) D.A. bullshit (fuck'em) want me with time homie (time homie) sit
try to find a better place Repeat Chorus five times Ad-Lib Gotta get away find here go far from here fly away from here Gotta get away find here go
into pesos V.I.P. and champagne by the caseloads Doubles get you from that bar, and get you right Or get you bent, whatever you like I'm not into wifin
-head bitch need some dookie braids 'Cause that nappy-hair don?t even hit What?s cookin? in the kitchen on the back of your neck Well, like you burned
'Cause I spent all my time and money On my studio we make funky ass music And we do these hoes We freestyle and you see we get paid You bring your bitch
get another rubba Shorty is shakin' like blubba, shorty that want me to cut her Too many niggas in the house, time to get out I get freaky in the back
no Raindrops, I hope one day that this pain stops Washing me away, washing me away Washing me away, washing me away Washing me away, washing me away
a way inside your head And you feel a bit misled It's not that they don't care, yeah The television's put a thought inside your head Llike a barry manilow
and justice fantasy. Fresh out of the academy. Five time loser, bust his head, make your day. Unlesss you're paid off then you look away. He burned
money to burn So each person must learn the dollar amount they are worth And those pills make me dizzy forgetting my body I watch as it walks away And
reward for any motherfucker who delivers my head "Shiver me timbers!" I'll burn your bloody ass to a cinder So all you motherfuckers remember (hook) [Sen Dog] Think of the many moons I been away