Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Walk Away, artist - DJ Quik. Date of issue: 08.05.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Don't Walk Away |
| Now I done been through a world of shit |
| And you know |
| That I’m a pimp, before I break and make a mistake for you hoes |
| You told your story and I told you mine |
| But you lied |
| 'Bout to get my pimp on cracking, but we fly |
| And furthermore I ain’t got a dime |
| But you do |
| But don’t give daddy his paper and watch what I do to you |
| You took my kindness for a weakness |
| Nah, nah, for a weakness |
| Pimp bone connected to my knee bone |
| Knee bone connect to my free bone |
| Free bone connect to my pee bone |
| Gimmie that pussy when he gone |
| I hurt your mind |
| I hurt your kind |
| But a pimp gon' close 'em up like some (ahh) vertical blinds |
| Bitch you just wanna go fuck somebody |
| But make sure you scrape that booger off your coat |
| Before it freeze up and cut somebody |
| Now that should get ya (that should get ya) |
| And when you in that line getting that WIC bitch |
| With that shit you get you can it wit ya |
| Don’t walk away |
| (Cause what’s mine is mine |
| Uh huh, you come over here when I say something) |
| Don’t walk away |
| (Now don’t look down unless you see money on the ground |
| Bitch I told ya) |
| Don’t walk away |
| (No, look at me bitch when I talk to you |
| Don’t turn your back on me!) |
| Don’t walk away |
| (Sit down! Come here!) |
| Stacking dolla dolla, why you B.S.ing? |
| Up in the Coupe with the Impala 'pala, why you B.S.ing? |
| Sometime it make me wanna holla holla «Why you B.S.ing?» |
| But that’s my god and that’s my father father why you B.S.ing? |
| Now, you |
| Got ta |
| Believe in you |
| See, see, I got to act up if I gotta make you believe in you |
| And I’ll crack up making you believe in you |
| Take a deep breath |
| You can trip, just breathe, my body, yo' body |
| Nobody around us but eucalyptus trees |
| 'Cause if ya down, and wanna get you paid |
| Remember we love surprises |
| Fuck drugs 'cause there’s people out there getting turned out on Kool Aid |
| La di da di |
| Ha ha, we want your money not your body, bitch |
| I get you served like the mack I am |
| And my money be stanking but people don’t give a damn |
| See, see, I |
| Asked her for her heart she said, «What for?» |
| I said, «Pay me.» |
| She took off walking real fast yelling she gave it to the Lord save me! |
| Don’t walk away |
| Now she be treating niggas so good |
| 'Cause the hoe, she stay ready |
| Like Suga Free because he said she needs to give me 'bout 20 dubs |
| Well remember that time I had you coming in that skinny tub? |
| Now can you feel that? |
| With all that unnecessary noise you making |
| So your girlfriends can hear you bitch, you can kill that |
| 'Cause when the ass be smacking |
| And the money be lacking |
| You think I’m goin' broke for you |
| Because of the way that you acting? |
| I be spending my life getting tipsy and blunted |
| Driving fast down the 5 getting head cause I want it |
| Trying to make enough paper so when I retire |
| I got a pile big enough to set the world on fire |
| See me cracking at bitch |
| Making her fetch |
| My dick around the room 'cause I’m making it stretch |
| And I defy you to make me stay |
| 'Cause when I’m through with the whooping and getting dressed |
| You gon' be begging me… |
| Don’t walk away |
| That’s my dog |
| James DeBarge |
| Grand Rapids, Compton, and Pomona |
| Don’t walk away |