| Okay baby, you sayin' that to say what?
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| Uhh uhh, that’s drama, no nah
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| You done picked that shit up from yo' momma
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| Now I ain’t
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| Finna to break no finger nail going «oops» upside yo head
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| Yeah, I love you baby, but not like that
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| Yo' love ain’t never paid my bills or put no clothes on my back
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| Wait, «what do you see,» said the blind man
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| Who heard the deaf man say he saw Suga Free just drop the bomb and it went «boo yah»
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| Then when I am feeling them year 2025 feelings
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| I move, in a real way
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| Sometimes I like a nice hot, proper, hairy head full of sweat from sex
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| On the couch first
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| And when it starts feeling good, you always stop saying
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| «Ughhh, my m-m-mouth hurt!» |
| And them chil’run
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| Baby got kids so bad they’ll piss you off to the highest level of pissitivity,
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| running they mouth smelling like urine
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| Don’t hurt the pimpin baby
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| What we don’t know each other any more because instead of a girlfriend I’d
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| rather have a hoe
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| You won’t catch me holding hands, kicking cans, walking a tightrope saying «she loves me, she loves me not» man
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help
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| me God)
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (Because the name of the game is cop and blow)
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (this time, don’t leave nothing so you don’t have to come back and get it)
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (Yeah, I know thats you callin and hangin up. Putting 187 in the pager)
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| Wait, no who the hell you talkin to?
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| Always crying about what I do and don’t do for you
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| Now thats your problem always bringing up the past
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| If I wasn’t on parole I woulda kicked yo ass
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| Cuz you lookin for a sucker in the
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| Wrong place
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| You don’t know it but a playa gets
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| Lonely
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| But that don’t mean I have to act so
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| Phoney
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| Because all you got to offer your
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| Punanny
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| Uhh uhh, nah
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| What you got yo hands in my face for?
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| Oh, you doin too much
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| Wronger than two left shoes, but you don’t know
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| And I gotta get (gotta get)
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| Out your house cuz I be hungry
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| And all you got is one potato with roots growing out of it
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| I’m 24 right
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| But in dog years let me see
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| For every one human year that’s seven years for a dog
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| Follow me
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| So seven times twenty four — wait
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| Seven times four is twenty eight
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| Carry the two, alright I got the figure
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| I’m one hundred and sixty eight
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| And its a shame that we can’t do lunch
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| Cuz you get all riled up until I say
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| «Baby don’t get your panties in a bunch»
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| And just like jolly rancher candy
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| The same way I peel of that plastic wrapper
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| Is the same way I pulled of babies panties
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (No, no, give me them keys, you leaving in a cab today baby)
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (No, no, don’t go looking up in that closet, because you don’t got nothing up
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| in there)
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (Yeah don’t be calling my Momma house pestering everybody either!)
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (Uhh, uhh, nah… I see my son when — Don’t be poppin up over here!)
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (Where way? Take of that watch, that necklace, them rings, that belongs to her
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| now)
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| (Oh, and before you go quit blowing up my pager with 911 just to see what I’m
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| doing)
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe
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| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On My Way , by - Suga Free. Song from the album Street Gospel, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп