Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can't F**K Wit Me, artist - A-Wax.
Date of issue: 14.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Can't F**K Wit Me |
-=Game talking=- |
Yo Wax |
You ever woke up and wanted to kill a nigga for breakfast? |
Here’s some food for thought |
Rollin' down the I-5 |
Turnin' the 40 ounce bottle upside down |
Thinkin' of homicide why? |
Cuz a nigga tried to take my life |
Not once but twice |
But I caught them bullets like Jerry Rice |
I think about it all the time |
When I kiss my son good night |
When I’m playin' Madden |
When I’m sendin' kites |
To the penitentiary |
Where my big homie who’s locked down 18 hours a day |
I’m on the freeway listenin' to Sade |
Feelin' like I’m in a movie |
Only car on the highway |
It’s just one of them days |
Top down, sky grey |
I hope I don’t hafta kill a nigga today |
I’m out for dead presidents to represent made |
Don’t leave the house unless I got the weapons on made |
The one man NWA |
And when I pull I always pop |
That’s why I’m livin' today |
Boy you can’t fuck wit me |
Boy you can’t fuck wit me |
I speed across the Bay Bridge |
Turnin' my Hennessey bottle right side up |
Plottin' a homicide why? |
Some sucka won’t pay his debt |
Thought I tore his head off but only grazed his neck |
I think about it all the time |
How did I miss? |
After this I gotta doubt my 9 |
Steppin' back up to a 45 Range drop |
Squallin' overhead it was a stormy sky |
Another one of them days |
Never would have been a problem had my runner been paid |
A lil' late now |
Your money’s no good |
I’m all in yo hood |
Beef don’t get you out the house I bet the ho could |
Move quietly, creepin' on his ass |
Got my pistol and in his speak on my behalf |
Flea the scene in the CLK |
Sincerely yours, the one man BOK |
-=A-Wax talking=- |
Yo Game |
Dog only owed me like dub right? |
This the only way to get paper serious round here you know |
Fuck it |