Goin' Out Sad
ABM Gauti
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Wait a moment Say Come here Where hell is you goin You ain't gotta even much worry Money ain't a thing We can blow it I think you was sent for me Pretty shape with the frame She gorgeous Too bad she don't even much Wait a moment Say nigga what the hell is you doing Don't come checking me bout no bitch Nigga I don't where yo hoe at The f*ck you got goin He don't even much know it Wait a moment Whole lotta drip Shit flowing I ain't even in the whip but I'm rollin Gas out the zip In ya ear for I blow it Pretty face with the frame Can't ignore it Money ain't a thing I got more racks Take you places You won't get bored at All my young niggas paid That ain't no cap These niggas be going out so sad Fell for the play Say that's yo bad Checking niggas bout a bitch Boy you gon crash Runnin round that ain't it Gon get toe tagged Prolly sick to his stomach Bet he big mad Pimp lost his hoe his Want his bitch back These hoes ain't Can't forget that Don't get mad at me These is just facts Shottaz poppin outta trees like the Lorax Laid up with another nigga bitch Where he snore at He hit her line She don't even acknowledge Her nigga blind to the fact He ignorant Coupe with the wings I floor it Penthouse tingz Top floor shit Why you war And can't afford It's all apart of the game You should know that Wait a moment Say Come here Where hell is you goin You ain't gotta even much worry Money ain't a thing We can blow it I think you was sent for me Pretty shape with the frame She gorgeous Too bad she don't even much Wait a moment Say nigga what the hell is you doing Don't come checking me bout no bitch Nigga I don't where yo hoe at The f*ck you got goin He don't even much know it You ain't even gotta much worry That last nigga broke He ain't worth it Slide with me and leave him A life with less worries You deserve that But I ain't saying I'm perfect But I can f*ck you better Get you Moët I heard you get around like the throwback 2 things for sure 1 for certain You gon be sick Prolly big mad I don't want love more cash Speedin round in a foreign I hope don't crash Can't forget Come to a bitch You can't put shit past Had to put her park Drop the kickstand Never helped a nigga make a loaf But wanna get bread Gave you a chance But you blew that A man of my word Shoulda Knew that I got a click full of snipers like Kodak Get a leash for ya bitch Can't control it Usher ass niggas got it too bad Fell the game that she ran No flag Before I stress a bitch I'll tell a hoe go head You Fell off hard Can't bounce back I'm too playa to be where you at It's All part of the game You should know that Wait a moment Say Come here Where hell is you goin You ain't gotta even much worry Money ain't a thing We can blow it I think you was sent for me Pretty shape with the frame She gorgeous Too bad she don't even much Wait a moment Say nigga what the hell is you doing Don't come checking me bout no bitch Nigga I don't where yo hoe at The f*ck you got goin He don't even much know it These niggas be Goin out sad
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