real boston richey – don’t get me started lyrics
[intro]
what’s up moe, ’cause when the f+ck you started talkin’ like that? b+tch
what?
f+ck you mean moe?
hahahaha
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[chorus]
don’t get me started, b+tch, yo’ p+ssy ain’t more than a quarter
i was in that party, b+tch, i was cussin’ like i ain’t no artist (mm)
i was pullin’ larceny, n+gga, i’m slidin’ and duckin’ apartments
i’ma get my bricks, n+gga, i’ma go back to the apartments, n+gga
boy, you ain’t even have a gang, g got to stand for garbage, n+gga
every time i open my pack, you know it smell like i farted, n+gga
you was comin’ to class early, everytime i was tardy, n+gga
you hate me bad, i hope you n+ggas know i ain’t even started, n+gga
[verse 1]
a+a+ain’t never been to cali’, ten seven hundred, i ain’t even cappin’
mike tell me a b+tch said, “l+o+l,” on me, i ain’t even laughin’
these p+ssy n+ggas takin’ extra ls, they really lackin’
if i had to choose between trap or rap, on god, i’m trappin’
if i had to choose between fightin’ or shootin’, i’m goin’ for clappin’
might take your b+tch for ransom, roll her up and go kidnap her
you know i ain’t chasin’ hoes, i’m out of breath like i got asthma
i’m gettin’ money like chicken man’s son, but ain’t no snapper
i’m bendin’ the corner, whippin’ the ghost through this b+tch like i’m casper
i’m drinkin’ den, now lil’ baby cuttin’ this sh+t here dapper
i told my b+tch i’ll take my time, i don’t know how to change no pamper
but, i could be yo’ man and run the streets, and still be a rapper
[chorus]
don’t get me started, b+tch, yo’ p+ssy ain’t more than a quarter
i was in that party, b+tch, i was cussin’ like i ain’t no artist (mm)
i was pullin’ larceny, n+gga, i’m slidin’ and duckin’ apartments
i’ma get my bricks, n+gga, i’ma go back to the apartments, n+gga
boy, you ain’t even have a gang, g got to stand for garbage, n+gga
every time i open my pack, you know it smell like i farted, n+gga
you was comin’ to class early, everytime i was tardy, n+gga
you hate me bad, i hope you n+ggas know i ain’t even started, n+gga
[verse 2]
don’t get me started, n+gga, i’ll bust a move and up my rat’
if i can f+ck it, b+tch, don’t play, you know you f+ckin’ ain’t
b+tch can’t even hit the bnb, you ain’t f+ckin’, what you think?
i’m thuggin’ hard, but, to my mama, she still think i’m a saint
uh, n+gga tryna rob my boat, don’t know they gon’ sink
uh, n+gga try to bend that road, on god, he gon’ sing
i be on they ass, all of these n+ggas like pootie tang
and i just came in for that bag, i don’t want the fame
you know i’m raised up in this sh+t like raising kanan
she said she full of wizz, [?] give up the brain
i’m young and turnt, i went bust down on that plane
i ain’t flew to cali’ since i lost one+fifty on that plane
[chorus]
don’t get me started, b+tch, yo’ p+ssy ain’t more than a quarter
i was in that party, b+tch, i was cussin’ like i ain’t no artist (mm)
i was pullin’ larceny, n+gga, i’m slidin’ and duckin’ apartments
i’ma get my bricks, n+gga, i’ma go back to the apartments, n+gga
boy, you ain’t even have a gang, g got to stand for garbage, n+gga
every time i open my pack, you know it smell like i farted, n+gga
you was comin’ to class early, everytime i was tardy, n+gga
you hate me bad, i hope you n+ggas know i ain’t even started, n+gga
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