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freddie gibbs - shame lyrics

[intro:]
time to shut it on down baby, you know what i’m sayin’?
you sure you want to do this sh-t tonight because it might hurt baby, you know what i’m sayin’?
might hurt you when i, get up in the morning and leave
take that walk you know what i mean?

[verse 1: freddie gibbs]
slammin’
when i hit you up i’m talking about bangin’ something
chill off in your crib and have a thing, probably make it stank or something
girl you like my bottom b-tch, post my bail, pay for my lawyer
play your position when them other hoes get out of order
when you wanna give me that p-ssy? you purchase a plane ticket
run around town, when i bust her down they want sh-t like them lames did it
got her d-ck whipped, my d-ck smeared with lipstick
basically if this b-tch lay with me she payin’ me, i’m on some pimp sh-t
for real! it’s 2 a.m. club was bout’ to close up
thumbing through my contacts bout’ to call one of my hoes up
then i met you, kicked game and followed you to the breakfast spot
f-cked you like i married you that night up in the marriot
scream like you got your cherry popped
f-cking, switching up positions
thought this sh-t would never stop
motherf-ck an intermission
d-mn!

(here we are again)

[hook x2: bj the chicago kid]
it ain’t got to be the walk of shame, baby
but that’s only if you know the game, baby
later i can’t be the one to blame, baby
but for now take the walk of shame, baby

[verse 2: freddie gibbs]
straight slammin’
sleepin’ with pistols under my pillow
we wake and bake, she up naked twistin’ up cigarillos
i beat that thursday night and friday morning, off to work she go
time to take that walk, just take this d-ck, don’t take it personal
your friends probably gonna call you a ho, but you should have known
them b-tches want a grip from the same d-ck you be sitting on
and your girl monique, she be hitting me when her n-gg- gone
trying to buy some weed she proceed with nothing but vicky’s on
nothing but -ss and t-tties, but i let that -ss convince me
took it in that, hit that, wish i could say it was accidentally
like i stepped on a banana peel and fell in that p-ssy
y’all n-gg-s be spending all kind of scrill to get in that p-ssy
and she cop a seven every friday
chuck the deuces at her baby daddy as i pulled up out the drive-way
for real

(here we are again)

[hook x2]

- freddie gibbs lyrics

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