Lyrics:
I dont need you anymore
You better walk out of that door
I dont need you anymore
You better walk out of that door
I never needed you anymore
I never
Uh, uh (uh-huh) uh
Yeah, this is for all the sexy ladies out there
Uh walkin' around downtown
Shoppin' at the malls, yeah
I see you in your sexy
Put on my slippers walk out the front door
It's the GLC everybody lets go
One two three to the four
I wear my Pyjamas when I goes down the store
Put
But somebody new isn't you
And that is just something that I
Cannot bring myself to do
I know I messed it up by being myself again
But this ain't how
this fucking strap nigga
Make you take a nap nigga, I heard you got a gap nigga
Bitch stop making all them disses if you know that you can't rap nigga
we fucking time fly by
Damn the sun up already (til the sun rise)
Is your friend still on the way
Are you talking bout Kimmie or Kelly? (tell her
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
life when your captured by the hurt
It's like a loan from a clerk
It can burst you out but you gotta reimburse
But everything in life gotta side effect
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Ayy, don't you know I got ki's by
even live?
So I walk
Two, three, four, leave your shit, walk out the door
Walk
Five, six, seven, eight, we're going out and staying late
Walk
You can do
Running up bands with a nympho
Bitch make a trick lay down like a kick door
Big hemp rolled full of indo
You can smell it when you walk by a nigga
out
On, that flight home gave you some shit to think about
Scrambling trying to figure out, went back to the drawing board
Know they say rejection's
ain't making no sense, keep the smell out
I know you thought otherwise, yeah I'm not fading out
With this piece i wanna let you know ahead that I'm
the water
Its right where the park is
Ima back right in
You know how I park whips
Baby know I'm cold hearted
I walk out my front door and I'm a target
Baby
the ones that came up with the bando
Them boys talking 'bout the boards on the windows
When you trapping keep a shooter at the front door
Fuck, 12!,
now?
Maybe I can change your mind
Soon as you walk out my door
I'm gonna call a hundred times
Now I walk under a pink sky
Lovers float along
(Damn, you fine) you feel me?
Let's bounce, y'all
Sharp-shooter into breakin' hearts
Baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollerin' at everything that walks
(Damn, you fine) you feel me?
Let's bounce, y'all
Sharp-shooter into breakin' hearts
Baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollerin' at everything that walks
& what’s really for show
reality is deadly that life tatted on the belly
we don’t get saved by the bell
that’s reserved for Zach & Kelly
when life gets
of y'all
And if ya immature then I'm out the door
I'm on fire gettin' head by the
Harlem Boys Choir
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
on the Wraith nigga we done
Made it nigga ain't a fair race
Uh 40, 000 dollars spent it all at strokers
Fuck up out that door or we
Might slap up the promoters
Might just walk up out of Neiman's and go buy me a plane
Black drophead Phantom just to hog up all the lanes
If you don't think that's funny, then you
(Got it on Smash)
(Go Grizz) Yeah, yeah
Ha-ha, you already know
(Hitmaka) Yeah
Two-seater run with your bitch (ooh)
Butterfly doors
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