Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On My Way, artist - Suga Free. Date of issue: 12.09.2011
Song language: English
On My Way |
| Okay baby, you sayin' that to say what? |
| Uhh uhh, that’s drama, no nah |
| You done picked that shit up from yo' momma |
| Now I ain’t |
| Finna to break no finger nail going «oops» upside yo head |
| Yeah, I love you baby, but not like that |
| Yo' love ain’t never paid my bills or put no clothes on my back |
| Wait, «what do you see,» said the blind man |
| Who heard the deaf man say he saw Suga Free just drop the bomb and it went «boo yah» |
| Then when I am feeling them year 2025 feelings |
| I move, in a real way |
| Sometimes I like a nice hot, proper, hairy head full of sweat from sex |
| On the couch first |
| And when it starts feeling good, you always stop saying |
| «Ughhh, my m-m-mouth hurt!» |
| And them chil’run |
| Baby got kids so bad they’ll piss you off to the highest level of pissitivity, |
| running they mouth smelling like urine |
| Don’t hurt the pimpin baby |
| What we don’t know each other any more because instead of a girlfriend I’d |
| rather have a hoe |
| You won’t catch me holding hands, kicking cans, walking a tightrope saying «she loves me, she loves me not» man |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help |
| me God) |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (Because the name of the game is cop and blow) |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (this time, don’t leave nothing so you don’t have to come back and get it) |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (Yeah, I know thats you callin and hangin up. Putting 187 in the pager) |
| Wait, no who the hell you talkin to? |
| Always crying about what I do and don’t do for you |
| Now thats your problem always bringing up the past |
| If I wasn’t on parole I woulda kicked yo ass |
| Cuz you lookin for a sucker in the |
| Wrong place |
| You don’t know it but a playa gets |
| Lonely |
| But that don’t mean I have to act so |
| Phoney |
| Because all you got to offer your |
| Punanny |
| Uhh uhh, nah |
| What you got yo hands in my face for? |
| Oh, you doin too much |
| Wronger than two left shoes, but you don’t know |
| And I gotta get (gotta get) |
| Out your house cuz I be hungry |
| And all you got is one potato with roots growing out of it |
| I’m 24 right |
| But in dog years let me see |
| For every one human year that’s seven years for a dog |
| Follow me |
| So seven times twenty four — wait |
| Seven times four is twenty eight |
| Carry the two, alright I got the figure |
| I’m one hundred and sixty eight |
| And its a shame that we can’t do lunch |
| Cuz you get all riled up until I say |
| «Baby don’t get your panties in a bunch» |
| And just like jolly rancher candy |
| The same way I peel of that plastic wrapper |
| Is the same way I pulled of babies panties |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (No, no, give me them keys, you leaving in a cab today baby) |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (No, no, don’t go looking up in that closet, because you don’t got nothing up |
| in there) |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (Yeah don’t be calling my Momma house pestering everybody either!) |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (Uhh, uhh, nah… I see my son when — Don’t be poppin up over here!) |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (Where way? Take of that watch, that necklace, them rings, that belongs to her |
| now) |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| (Oh, and before you go quit blowing up my pager with 911 just to see what I’m |
| doing) |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |
| I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe |