Lyric provided by www.seekalyric.com |
Verse 1: Deadly nights – you should've never wanted to fight me - but I'll be back – and it's gone be deaf- talking watches in the bed with the farmer - they hit you with a commas - and you working for the dirty naughty – want you show some respect to somebody – in the party – lit up like lights- you cant battle me – you prob'ly ain't gone even fight Chorus: Bitch get your muthafucking mind right – you messing around with shit – that might get you killed- what the hell do I need you for- nothing I count cash daily - bitch you think I'm working jobs - want enter – something good- bitch I'm from the fucking hood Verse 2: You in your new dress – you done sit up – and faced what you wanted - but they brung - it up to me in stitches - and they case clogs – on logging bitches - and they are in the pillow case freely – now that they are not herd of- you just in the one to enter- no seriously you in your decibel – and you wondering what the hell I came for Chorus: Bitch get your muthafucking mind right – you messing around with shit – that might get you killed- what the hell do I need you for - nothing I count cash daily- bitch you think I'm working jobs- want enter – something good - bitch I'm from the fucking hood Verse 3: Now that the ride is scented – like some perfume- with only niggas in it – you riding or you ain't riding – I always ride - in the side of my mental not my mind- I escaped – but waited for the logic's- in the prospect on identify – you can identify – what you cant figure out nigga's in they pussy ass moments- the close gated getting these warrants- Chorus: Bitch get your muthafucking mind right – you messing around with shit – that might get you killed- what the hell do I need you for - nothing I count cash daily- bitch you think I'm working jobs- want enter – something good- bitch I'm from the fucking hood Verse 4: Now the opposite of a nigga will be the pussy lips- the shank in the gift – you just don't know – how to do this you picturing perfect – your muthafucka heart is now in services - but the preacher- don't need you – fuck bitch I don't need you – and your – and the cultivation – and the demonstration – and the close breeze. |