Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I.B.'s, artist - MF Grimm. Album song The Downfall of Ibliys: a ghetto opera, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Day By Day Entertainment
Song language: English
I.B.'s |
I gotta get outta here |
I gotta get the fuck outta here |
Doom, I gotta get the fuck out brah |
«I stole your girl while you was in prison» |
Will I see you again, Facin' life love, sittin in the pen |
Jail, no bail, so I don’t know when |
We’ll be together, but until then, I lay in the cell |
And I think about you |
My freedom the things I want to do |
I workout, wait for you to come home |
Hold it down sly time on the phone |
«Hello», «What's up» |
So much you want to say |
I listen to you as you talk about your day |
I thank the lord that you picked me as your man |
But if you can’t stick by, I understand |
Do your thing, you’ve got one life to live |
Pure love is all that you give |
I’m Stressed out today, fucked up in the head |
Thinking about what I.B. |
said |
«I stole your girl while you was in prison» |
(chorus) |
Incarceration blues, locked up front page on the news |
Fucked up because I’m thinkin about you |
Staring at your picture, wishin I was with ya |
Will I see you again |
Are you loyal are you with other men |
Life’s hard, yea the things we go through |
Together hold it down love, and I’ll hold you (hold you) |
I miss you so much |
Back to lockdown I’ll call you after lunch |
I’d prefer a visit so you I could touch |
Kiss you softly, make me feel free |
Smell your perfume, hear you love me |
Obviously I picked a winner |
Mafia love from birth been a sinner |
Burn eterna -ly 'time for dinner', |
Times up love, call you after dinner |
«Back to lockdown» |
Dreams of picnics in the park |
Lights out now I’m writing in the dark |
I’m stressed out tonight fucked up in the head |
Thinkin about what this D said |
(chorus) |