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TQ - When I Get Out lyrics
Ericka: Wassup boo? How you doin'? TQ: How I'm doin'? Ya know how I'm doin'. I'm doin' fucked up in her. Ready to get up outta this motha-fucka. Ericka: Nigga, you ain't got to say it with no attitude. TQ: I'm just sayin', man, it's bad up in here. How you doin'? What's poppin with it? Ericka: I'm alright, everything alright, I guess. TQ: You handlin' shit? Like you supposed to be handlin' it? Ericka: Now you know. TQ: Better not be no niggas around my house. Ericka: Nigga, you got me all fucked up. How you gon' say some shit like that? TQ: I'm just sayin', man.Shit, just keepin' it real TQ: Been in here about a year Never thought the game would take me under About to get my first tear, when I'm sittin in my cell I wonder What are you doing outside Are you giving all my ass up Ericka: Wait a minute nigga you better back up I told you a long time ago I'd always have your back I'm still coming off with half of them checks, so why are you trippin? Ain't got to worry 'bout nobody getting up in your stuff Soon as the jury said guilty I closed it up Bought you a new Bible with a blunt in it already rolled up Between Numbers and Dueteronomy is where you'll fine me TQ: Don't mind me, I'm feenin' baby I want some ass real bad Locked up wit' all these hard legs, scrappin' daily I miss my baby, I'm going crazy, I gotta get out of this place (Chorus) TQ: How can you love me? Ericka: Somebody gotta do it TQ: It's gott be hard Ericka: Ain't really nothing to it TQ: But you make me happy Ericka: You know you really shouldn't have no doubt - can't wait till you get out TQ: I guess I didnt' believe it Ericka: You spend all your time TQ: Fucked up getting weeded Ericka: But you make me happy TQ: So I'm sittin here countin' the days down - Can't wait till I get out...... (Bridge) Things can get back to the way they used to be You and me in a chromed out E - bumpin' Bone Thugs Pedal to the floor, dippin' kinda high and trippin', I really wanna hit it, your shit is finger lickin' Ericka: Wait a minute I really miss you, so don't get me started Sweating bumpin' and grinding right through these bars and Got a little something to help you make it - just picture me naked Can't feel your body and I hate it.. I'm going crazy Ericka: Gotta get my mind off this, 'bout to go up to the mall and buy an outfit TQ: If you spend all my loot and I'm gonna be pissed - that's no bullshit Ericka: Now who in the hell do you think you're talking to You know I'm the only one in the world who will put up with you TQ: Got 72 more days in here, it seems like 20 years Can't smoke, can't drink no beer, can't get no ass in here So when I finally get home It's gonna be on, cause I'm gonna be lickin' and kissing and sticking all week long (Chorus |
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