| She was young, she was free, she was known on the scene
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| Only problem was, homie, she was just sixteen
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| She was hangin' out, 9, 10, 11 o’clock
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| Mama couldn’t tell her nothin', daddy still on lock
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| Too advanced for them little boys, she liked men
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| If you got a live car, she would jump right in
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| Total stranger, it don’t matter, she would hop in fast
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| Smoke wit' ‘em, drink wit' ‘em, pop pills and smash
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| Pocket full of money every time she came home
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| Got clothes, tennis shoes and a new iPhone
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| Her mama know she can’t afford it so she checked her
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| That’s when she told her mama, «Stay out of my business, I’m grown»
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| Leave the house at all times of night and won’t come back
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| Ain’t been to school in so long that she forgot where it’s at
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| Got pregnant by a dude who hit and left her alone
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| Now she callin' cryin', «Mama, can I come back home?»
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| You better
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| Sit
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| Yo
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| Little bad ass down, yeah yeah
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| Before you get
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| Caught
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| Up
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| In something that you can’t get out of
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| Can’t get out of
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| Sit
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| Yo
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| Little bad ass down, yeah
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| Before you get
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| Caught
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| Up
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| In something that you can’t get out of
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| Can’t get out of
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| Now this silly little dude wanna run with fools
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| Wanna be set-trippin', bringing guns to school
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| Your homie had some bills so you had to drink you a can
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| Got a little size on you so you think you a man
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| Step-daddy put you out ‘cause he was ready to whoop ya
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| Your mama done gave up so your grandma took ya
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| No respect for the people that care ‘bout you
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| Now you bringin' all kind of sh— in their house too
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| Nobody would ever think that you would go that far
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| You and your knucklehead partners went and stole that car
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| Got caught and apprehended, took straight to jail
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| And after all that, who was it that made your bail?
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| It was mama, grandmama and your stepdad too
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| Spend every dollar that they had on a like you
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| Brought you home and forgave you with love automatic
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| Not even a week passed, he was right back at it
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| You better
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| Sit
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| Yo
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| Little bad ass down, yeah yeah
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| Before you get
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| Caught
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| Up
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| In something that you can’t get out of
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| Can’t get out of
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| Sit
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| Yo
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| Little bad ass down, yeah
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| Before you get
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| Caught
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| Up
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| In something that you can’t get out of
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| Can’t get out of
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| I’m in the store, makin' groceries, been here for a while
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| Little boy throwin' a tantrum on the cereal aisle
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| Kickin' and screamin' at his mama and he ready to fight her
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| ‘cause she told him that she can’t afford Tony the Tiger
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| She got them fake frosted flakes and he blowin' his top
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| She wasn’t tellin', she was beggin' him nicely to stop
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| People walkin' by lookin' and she nervous and passive
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| He got graphic and almost flipped over the basket
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| Had no control over him and may not never
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| What if you did that to your mama? |
| Boy, I bet not ever
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| I can hear the man right now on the news at 4
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| «Today a woman beats the hell out of her son in the store»
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| Let him been mine acting like a donkey around her
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| I’da punted his little ass to the checkout counter
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| Discipline for both of y’all is a favor
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| If you don’t put them hands on him now, he gon' put ‘em on you later
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| Sit
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| Yo
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| Little bad ass down, yeah yeah
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| Before you get
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| Caught
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| Up
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| In something that you can’t get out of
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| Can’t get out of
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| Sit
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| Yo
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| Little bad ass down, yeah
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| Before you get
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| Caught
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| Up
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| In something that you can’t get out of
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| Can’t get out of |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sit Down, artist - K Rino. Album song The S-Project (The 4-Piece #4), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп