- Shame (Feat. BJ The Chicago Kid) 歌詞 Freddie Gibbs
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- Freddie Gibbs Shame (Feat. BJ The Chicago Kid) 歌詞
- Freddie Gibbs
- It's 2 A.M. and the place is gonna close
Yeah, time to shut it on down baby, you know what Im sayin? The bartender looks as though he knows You sure you want to do this shit tonight Because it might hurt baby, you know what Im sayin? Everybodys, everybodys been at home Might hurt you when I Get up in the morning and leave, you know what I mean? Here we sit Take that walk, you know what I mean? Yeah, uhh Slammin, when I hit you up, Im talkin bout bangin something Chill off in your crib and have a thing, probably make it s**** or somethin Girl you like my bottom *****, post my bail, pay for my lawyer Play your position when them other hoes get out of order When you wanna give me that ***** you purchase a plane ticket Run around town when I bust her down, they want shit like them lames did it Got her ****-whipped, my **** smeared with lipstick Basically if this ***** lay with me, she payin me, Im on some pimp shit For real, its 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 ****ed you like I married you that night up in the Marriott Screaming like you got your cherry popped ****ing, switching up positions Thought this shit would never stop, mother**** an intermission Damn! (Here we are again) Here we go again, baby, gotta take that walk now (take that walk) It ain't gotta be the walk of shame, baby But thats only if you know the game, baby Later I cant be the one to blame, baby But for now take the walk of shame, baby It aint gotta be the walk of shame, baby But thats only if you know the game, baby Later I cant be the one to blame, baby But for now take the walk of shame, baby 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 ****, dont take it personal Your friends probably gonna call you a ho, what you trippin on? Them ******* want a grip from the same **** you be sitting on And your girl Monique, she be hitting me when her nigga gone Trying to buy some weed, she proceed with nothing but Vickys on Nothing but ass and *******, but I let that ass 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 * **** Yall niggas be spending all kind of scrill to get in that ***** 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) Here we go again, back in yo *****, nigga, you know what Im saying? It aint got to be the walk of shame, baby But thats only if you know the game, baby Later I cant be the one to blame, baby But for now take the walk of shame, baby It aint got to be the walk of shame, baby But thats only if you know the game, baby Later I cant be the one to blame, baby But for now take the walk of shame, baby Here we are again
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