Yeah it This another one of those ak shits This right about a girl Who wanna live in your for free, without a j.o.b. it
I got your bags packed, you leave, see-ya I got bags packed, you gotta leave, see-ya I got your bags packed, I got your packed You gotta leave you leave you gotta leave yo
make your head bloody red if you don't get out And if you scream and shout, put the bandages on your mouth No livin for free on my And yo I ain't operatin, no type of house You get no help here, my name wel-fare Uh uh dear, take bullshit else-where Your ass gotta go if you don't got Call me what you want, woman, you're just another hoe I know you'd probably make a good miss But I got no time to be bothered with no broke bitch Riffin at the mouth, get you out, without no whereabouts The loveboat shape up and out And take everything you came when you was startin This ain't a world tour, no trips to this apartment I want your ass to be And now, all of a sudden you get close, huh
I got your packed, you gotta leave, see-ya I got your packed, you gotta leave, see-ya I got your bags packed, I got your packed You gotta you gotta leave you gotta leave check it
Umm, get your clothes, use common I sell pantyhose, I don't got time for non +nonsense+ Kindly pack up shit Remember you're not down with the olympics, so try to flip! I'll reach for the glock, aim for your The neighbor the shots, the neighbor call the cops But I won't do a upstate I just perform that old mike play and cry out rape Before you burst, my keys, stop pleadin for please This ain't church, get off fuckin knees I'm not lookin for no blow job, you get a real job So we can some dough hobbes I won't front, I used to love it when hump not my stunt, tomorrow's the first of the month You don't have half the rent, I'm knockin cuttin nose Girlfriend I got your packed
Huh, I got your packed You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, I got bags packed You gotta leave you leave, I got your bags packed
I got your bags You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your packed, see-ya I got your bags You gotta leave you gotta you gotta leave, check it
Umm, wipe up them tears like an automatic car, you don't got no gear Get ready to put an end to that cinderella out them jordache jeans, cause it wasn't seem To givin you the look, that been searchin for And plus I heard you're not with, baggin up At no grocery -- it just makes your furious As if you got shot in the cause now you're dead-ass serious Don't know to do, nowhere to go But no haps here, cause this ain't, the welcome back kotter show Forget all the nights you Cause ain't goin on, but my rent, huh Shit, you take a good look At the road cause you're bout to hit And it no comin back 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 bags You leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, see-ya
I got your packed You leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, see-ya I got bags packed You leave 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 named ant not "the one" And my man is sho' ain't 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" ..