Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Miss Me When I'm Gone, artist - Chris Travis.
Date of issue: 09.08.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Miss Me When I'm Gone |
I got my mind on that money |
And that money on my mind |
And bitches ain’t shit |
Cause all they do is waste time |
But I still love you baby |
I just gotta get my grind |
And yeah I know you miss me |
Cause I stay up on yo mind |
And yeah I know I’m wrong |
And you tired of all my lies |
But it’s all good baby |
Gone and open up them thighs |
And let me hit and quit it |
And eat you like some apple pie |
I know you love a nigga girl, you ain’t gotta lie |
And this is for the goddesses to play while they high |
And you can sip my drink when yo mouth gettin dry |
And yeah it’s medicated |
And you feelin like ahhhh |
And she be like damn that shit take a deepside |
And shed away them tears girl you ain’t gotta cry |
And stop with all that frontin cause Ion wanna say bye |
She said okay and looked me right into my eyes |
I know she wanna fuck, she ain’t gotta say that line |
I’m ridin round the city and she blowin up my phone |
She don’t want a nigga there but miss me when I’m gone |
And ion give a damn cause I’m gone off this strong |
But a nigga head back cause ion want her alone |
I’m ridin round the city and she blowin up my phone |
She don’t want a nigga there but miss me when I’m gone |
And ion give a damn cause I’m gone off this strong |
But a nigga head back cause ion want her alone |
She give a nigga all her love |
But sometimes I don’t feel it |
And we always argue |
Till she be like baby, kill it |
And I give her that pain |
And she wanna pop a pill |
And I be some other shit, my mind on them millions |
But I’m just trynna get it in a 30 foot ceiling |
And that’s why I’m rapping |
Cause I won’t make it dealing |
And she respect that |
That’s why a nigga love her |
She down with a nigga |
And she down for the struggle |
And yeah that’s my baby |
And she get it from her mother |
But I don’t get to close |
Cause she know that I don’t trust her |
And if she every cross me |
Then she know its muthafuck 'em |
And she be gettin drunk |
And wondering why I don’t fuck her |
Cause bitch you out yo mind |
If I can’t use this rubber |
And she my main bitch so of course I don’t drug her |
But she be getting high |
Cause she think that I don’t love her |
And that’s a damn lie |
Cause girl we fuck under covers |
I’m ridin round the city and she blowin up my phone |
She don’t want a nigga there but miss me when I’m gone |
And ion give a damn cause I’m gone off this strong |
But a nigga head back cause ion want her alone |
I’m ridin round the city and she blowin up my phone |
She don’t want a nigga there but miss me when I’m gone |
And ion give a damn cause I’m gone off this strong |
But a nigga head back cause ion want her alone |