lil jon the east side boyz – stop f***in wit me lyrics
ladies and f-ckin’ gentlemen, it’s the kings of f-ckin’ crunk
me, your boy lil jon, lil bo, big sam
on the motherf-ckin’ track, rick rubin
i don’t think y’all ready for this sh-t
nothin’ but some real gangsta sh-t
for them n-gg-z and b-tches out there
now i’m havin’ a hard f-ckin’ life right now
and i’m gonna give y’all some of my f-ckin’ pain
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
you know, it seems like no matter, no matter how
hard i f-ckin’ try, i can’t do the right motherf-ckin’ sh-t
like i be tryin’ this sh-t and sh-t always be turnin’ out f-cked up
like my b-tch always on my f-ckin’ back
talkin’ ’bout i need to go get a f-ckin’ job
talkin’ ’bout how i need to pay my f-ckin’ child support and sh-t
b-tch i’m out here tryin’ to do all that sh-t
and that sh-t don’t go my f-ckin’ way
sometimes you need to just get the f-ck up off my back
and let me learn how to get this sh-t right on my own
why don’t you just stop f-ckin wit me
why don’t you stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
b-tch, i’m tryin’ to get a job but it just don’t work
b-tch, i’m tryin’ to get a job but that sh-t don’t work
soon as i walk through the door, on they face is a smirk
soon as i walk through the door, on they face is a smirk
can’t hire no n-gg- like me in that b-tch
can’t hire no n-gg- like me in that b-tch
tattoos, gold teeth, n-gg- dreads and sh-t
tattoos, gold teeth, n-gg- dreads and sh-t
man, f-ck these n-gg-z, i’ll go back to sellin’ dope
man, f-ck these n-gg-z, i’ll go back to sellin’ dope
now my baby mama callin’ ’bout that child support
now my baby mama callin’ ’bout that child support
b-tch, back the f-ck up and let me smoke my weed
b-tch, back the f-ck up, let me smoke my weed
motherf-ck you b-tch, stop screamin’ at me
motherf-ck you b-tch, stop screamin’ at me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
seem like no matter what the f-ck i do, my b-tch, she always on
f-ckin’ top of me, i’m out here tryin’ to make f-ckin’ money and sh-t
and everytime i motherf-ckin’ come home, this b-tch always got
somethin’ to say, i’m cheatin’ on her and sh-t, i ain’t doin’ nothin’
i’m tryin’ hard as i can b-tch, leave me alone
i’m tryin’ hard as i can b-tch, leave me alone
you better back your -ss up before you catch it to your dome
you better back your -ss up before you catch it to your dome
i’ve been out all day, all i want is a beer
i’ve been out all day, all i want is a beer
now here yo -ss come with bullsh-t in my ear
now here yo -ss come with bullsh-t in my ear
i ain’t been with no b-tch, been tryin’ to make this money
i ain’t been with no b-tch, been tryin’ to make this money
keep pushin’ a n-gg- and sh-t gonna get funny
keep pushin’ a n-gg- and sh-t gonna get funny
you mad ’cause you heard that a girl like me
you mad ’cause you heard that your girl like me
you better check that b-tch before you come and check me
you better check that b-tch before you come and check me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
know what? i’m just gonna leave the motherf-ckin’ house
’cause if i stay in this motherf-cker, i’m gonna end up f-ckin’ yo -ss up
and i ain’t tryin’ to motherf-ckin’ go to jail, i’m just goin’ to jump
in my motherf-ckin’ sh-t, get on the highway, find me some dro
and get the f-ck away from your motherf-ckin’ -ss
’cause i’m lose my motherf-ckin mind, bye b-tch
oh sh-t, what the f-ck, the motherf-ckin police behind me, sh-t
had to get out the house, far away from my b-tch
had to get out the house, far away from my b-tch
’cause if i stay any longer it might be some sh-t
if i stay any longer it might be some sh-t
and now i’m on 85 wit my pedal to the flo’
now i’m on 85 wit my pedal to the flo’
and a n-gg- just fired up a blunt of that dro
and a n-gg- just fired up a blunt of that dro
the police pulled me over on some seatbelt sh-t
the police pulled me over on some seatbelt sh-t
that’s when he finds out my license and my tag ain’t legit
that’s when he finds out my license and my tag ain’t legit
hope he don’t pop my truck ’cause in there is some sh-t
hope he don’t pop my truck ’cause in there is some sh-t
’cause i got ’bout three or four bricks in that b-tch
’cause i got ’bout three or four bricks in that b-tch
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
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