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yo-yo - letter to the pen lyrics

[intro]
(“ain’t nuthin’ but a ‘g’ thang, baby”)
yeah, this how we doing it this time
(“ain’t nuthin’ but a ‘g’ thang, baby”)
huh, peep this sh-t out

[verse 1]
what’s up, baby? i hope this letter brightens your day
and put a big smile on your s-xy -ss face
you’re doing the right thing that a solider like you can do
now stand tall through it all and pimp this sh-t
just waiting on the day that you can come home
to see your baby—d-mn, it’s driving me crazy
i’ll be down next week to put some money on your books
and hey, look, don’t forget to take the celly up out that box
sent you everything you need and got them new jordans
everything there is to shoot, you know my n-gga’s sportin’
sent you fl!cks of the baby, sent some shots in my bikini
huh, i hope you’re glad to see me
keeping a low profile although i’m nervous as h-ll
you know a b-tch gotta love you sneaking sh-t up in jail
it’s cool, i got your back, you my nig’ and we all that
i wouldn’t be down if i can’t keep my n-gga’s pockets fat
and it’s like that, ‘cause every week, i send a letter to the pen

[sampled hook]
(“ain’t nuthin’ but a ‘g’ thang, baby”)
(“my life’s filled with rainy days”)
(“ain’t nuthin’ but a ‘g’ thang, baby”)
(“now my life’s filled with rainy days”)

[interlude: martin lawrence]
yo, man, don’t believe that old writing sh-t, man
right now, man, she in a kitchen b-tt naked, man
walking around making another muh’f-cka a sandwich
with cheese on her t-tties, now and laters all in her -ss
all that sh-t

[verse 2]
i put a sale sign on your ‘fo and the n-gga next do’ wanna know
how much you selling your rims fo’?
i told him it’s two for the tires, eight for the rims
let me talk to my n-gga to see what we can work in
all these nig’s want a deal, ain’t none of ‘em real
like i don’t know what to quote, they wanna tell me what to sell it for
you know i ran into pookie and ben
i said, “what’s up? y’all act like y’all can’t send my n-gga no ends”
i told you n-ggas won’t be down when your -ss ain’t around
they don’t even call, supposed to be your f-ckin’ road dogs
but it’s like that, and every week, i send my letter to the pen

[interlude: martin lawrence]
i’m telling you, man, i knew the girl before, uh
before i even came in the muh’f-ckin’ joint
before you met her, man
i’m telling you, the girl like a muh’f-cka to pull her hair
i’m talking about the hair on her back, man
i’m telling you, man…

[verse 3]
before i bring it to a close, baby, you stay sweet
and don’t forget that i’ll be down for my visit next week
my big sister trish said “hi”
tony and shay dropped by to say that dee got five
you know they caught him with two ki’s flying back from d.c
the feds ain’t no joke, hanging n-ggas from ropes
you better know, huh, yeah
‘cause every week, i send my letter to the pen

[sampled hook]
(“ain’t nuthin’ but a ‘g’ thang, baby”)
(“my life’s filled with rainy days”)
(“ain’t nuthin’ but a ‘g’ thang, baby”)
(“now my life’s filled with rainy days”)
(“ain’t nuthin’ but a ‘g’ thang, baby”)
(“my life’s filled with rainy days”)
(“ain’t nuthin’ but a ‘g’ thang, baby”)
(“now my life’s filled with rainy days”)

[outro: martin lawrence]
yo, man, you keep ranting and raving about this muh’f-ckin’ girl
like she all that
n-gga, i’ma tell you like this
right now, muh’f-cka, she letting another n-gga wear your clothes
all out to the club, right now, n-gga at a club in an argyle sweater
some muh’f-ckin’ pierre cardin shoes, and s-ssoon jeans
the muh’f-cka’s a bammer, n-gga
and wearing your sh-t ‘cause you was a bammer
now get the f-ck out my face!

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