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I said god give me warning Please take me before the morning So I leave more disappointments than I ever will appointments Give a fuck about your feelings Rub it in, this your ointment Can't depend on oinker Find your pig in a blanket Find a stick through your anus Give a rib for your statement This the shit and the pavement that it's on word is born I've been on like a tracphone I ain't going back home Say what I do trick, yeah I think I'm taxstone Go where I live, oh you gon' need a chaperone No I'm lying gentrifying got the black gone They put the pills up in your city cause the crack gone And your ass still ain't got no backbone I've been on like a tracphone I ain't going back home Say what I do trick, yeah I think I'm taxstone Go where I live, oh you gon' need a chaperone Go where I live, oh you gon' need a chaperone I've been on like a tracphone I ain't going back home Say what I do trick, yeah I think I'm taxstone Go where I live, oh you gon' need a chaperone Go where I live, oh you gon' need a chaperone I might drown I feel frozen My eyes wide like I'm homer I need cash and a lawyer Break the sentence: semi colon Get your facts all in order, this the tactical enforcers Don't you ever take a knee, they gon' plaxico it for ya We was never built to grow here even if we're from the soil, Find a nigga that owns oil, yeah I'm young but I ain't stupid They'll be 50 squad cars outside for loud music Yelling all up in my face like what you doing It's a party and we're at the church With Pastor skirts, and mad perverts and mass murder Got a gun, got a mask in the passenger Throw the motherfucking money in the bag yer yer Do the dash skrt skrt, plus I'm fast skrt skrt If you ain't first then you are motherfucking last skrtt skrtt When I see a bunch of people from my past skrtt I just laugh skrtt skrtt, I just laughed skrtt skrtt Cause I ain't mad skrtt skrtt cause I've been on like a tracphone I ain't going back home Say what I do trick, yeah I think I'm taxstone Go where I live, oh you gon' need a chaperone Go where I live, oh you gon' need a chaperone I've been on like a tracphone I ain't going back home Say what I do trick, yeah I think I'm taxstone Go where I live, oh you gon' need a chaperone Go where I live, oh you gon' need a chaperone
Writer(s): Latrell Jaimz Boyd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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