Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Goin' Down, artist - Scarface. Album song Greatest Hits, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Virgin Records America
Song language: English
Goin' Down |
«Yeah bitch, this is *beep* pick up the phone, bitch |
I know you’re in there |
You fucking with that old funky ass 'Face now I see, huh bitch |
Where my motherfucking kids at, bitch |
Funky bitch, fake ass bitch!» |
Hey, today must be my lucky day |
I turned the corner, hit the block and seen that ass from a mile away |
(now where’s she staying?) she must be new in the hood |
But I ain’t trippin' on that shit, cause it’s all good |
I rolled up on her, and I asked her her name |
Ain’t a damn thing changed, ain’t no shame in my game |
She said, «Used to go Thomas» |
I slowed my roll, cause she just might be one of my homies' babies mamas |
Now where your man at, she said «Gone at work» |
Gave me the look, I cracked a smile and thinkin', «Go on and flirt» |
My homies women ain’t no thing to me |
Cause if they caught one of my ho’s, they’d do the same to me |
And furthermore, she was peepin' my ride |
Convertible, 64, with the ride inside |
Super clean with the discs and vogues |
Higher than a fuck spittin' this to hoes: |
Please excuse my attitude, sorry if I’m being rude |
But I’ve got something to say to you |
Hoping you won’t lose your cool |
I wanna sneak you out to play with me |
You can spend the day with me |
And we can ride and see the sights |
It’s going down tonight |
Reminiscing on the bitch that I had back in the day |
Gave the bitch a call and she hung up in my face |
Now that’s the breaks |
She didn’t have to put up a front |
I stuck that ass back in there |
And haven’t called her for 3 months |
I guess it’s in me to be doggin' a chic |
Can’t understand how you niggas just be hogging your bitch |
Go on and pass her, unass her, send her to the master |
Let her take a ride with the Bradster |
It cool, don’t front. |
ooooh, no sex |
No sweat-not even on my mind-we just met |
And furthermore, we can get to those |
But for now, I’m rolling 'Raris spitting this to hoes: |
Please excuse my attitude, sorry if I’m being rude |
But I’ve got something to say to you |
Hoping you won’t lose your cool |
I wanna sneak you out to play with me |
You can spend the day with me |
And we can ride and see the sights |
It’s going down tonight |
Now I’m cruisin' to the crib with this bitch that I scooped |
Parked my Ferrari, now I’m back in the coup |
I knocked her boots — your baby’s mama put me to work |
I tagged that ass from the back, and knocked her shit in the dirt |
She wanted me badly so I put it inside |
She got the (front, back, and side to side) |
Back and forth with the gangster glide |
Started off at 6 and didn’t finish till 9 |
Hit the showers like I been out playing ball for the Knicks |
Now she’s asleep, cause she just had her drawers full of dick |
(now that’s sick) and plus she got you staying at home |
With the kids all alone while she’s gettin' her fuck on |
So believe me when you downin' the Brad |
I’m at the pad with your baby mama clowning that ass |
So player hatin' niggas check the bitch you chose |
I’ll be mobbing in my 'Benz spitting this to ho’s: |
Please excuse my attitude, sorry if I’m being rude |
But I’ve got something to say to you |
Hoping you won’t lose your cool |
I wanna sneak you out to play with me |
You can spend the day with me |
And we can ride and see the sights |
It’s going down tonight |