privatefuneral – so so tired lyrics
[intro]
uh, yuh, uh
lockers, lockers
uh, yuh, yuh, aye
[verse]
i just put a 40. on the dash
lil mama only want me cause’ my cash
she only wanna love me when i ask
always speaking on my name, i gotta put in the past, yeah
gotta drag em’ away like a lasso
i got a girl from the bay, and that’s facts though
i don’t talk to the feds, donnie brasco
ain’t nothing make me happy, all these people talking trash though
blade on my hip, if people talking dummy, gotta let my choppa rip
if people try to stop me, gotta take a bag and dip
i don’t love the 803, they always talking, gotta skip town
bust down
look at my wrist, how my wrist drown
gotta fill up my clip, gotta hit town
bust down
look at my wrist, how my wrist drown
gotta fill up my clip, gotta hit town
yeah, yeah, yeah (bustin, bustin, bustin)
blade on my hip, if people talking dummy gotta let my choppa rip
[bridge]
yеah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yеah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
[outro]
blade on my hip, if people talking dummy gotta let my choppa rip
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