Figured Me Out
She figured me out
I'm not that nigga she met
I'm not that nigga she know
Yea bitch I been on the road
Damn I been lost control
Whoaa I been lost control
I been wit my bro's
We been fucking them hoes
While we tearing down shows
I'm the bad guy I know
I'm in Jamica but my cup is filled
With somthing tasting Spanish
With a bitch fresh off the banana boat
And she don't speak no English
She's only with me for money
She noticed that pussys advantage
No common sense
But she play them cards right
Man I think she know gambit
She just look at me
Prop up that leg like papí
Please let me have it
I finish my cup
Then I turn around
Jump my fat ass in that hammock
How the fuck did I pull off that maneuver
Damn how did I manage
I fucked her right on the beach No tipping over
That shit was outstanding
But She figured me out
I'm not that nigga she met
I'm not that nigga she know
Yea bitch I been on the road
Damn I been lost control
Whoaa I been lost control
I been wit my bro's
We been fucking them hoes
While we tearing down shows
I'm the bad guy I know
I'm in little Italy with good vibes
And a bitch that's feeling me
Honestly I think the drugs Created this energy
She said whoa big fella
I think you offended me
Gotta think like a centipede
You got hands that'll never leave
Broken hearts on like every sleeve
But if you talking drugs
Awe man
I got somthing to tell you
I can get it for 10 a key
Talking way down in tennessee
But you gotta remember me
When you become pablo head honcho
Old school el debarge
Riding slow in a monte carlo
On king and broad tho
Where's the broads tho
Gas peddle fucking up the bordeaux's
They don't cost tho
Ceej work a nike so they all low
She figured me out
I'm not that nigga she met
I'm not that nigga she know
Yea bitch I been on the road
Damn I been lost control
Whoaa I been lost control
I been wit my bro's
We been fucking them hoes
While we tearing down shows
I'm the bad guy I know
I know I was part of it
But girl you started it
I wanted all the fame
You didn't want the shit
You wanted all the pain
I didn't want the shit
Think we should call a quits
I let it go
Think we should call a quits
No one to solve the shit
I let it go
I'm not that nigga she met
I'm not that nigga she know
Yea bitch I been on the road
Damn I been lost control
Whoaa I been lost control
I been wit my bro's
We been fucking them hoes
While we tearing down shows
I'm the bad guy I know
I'm in Jamica but my cup is filled
With somthing tasting Spanish
With a bitch fresh off the banana boat
And she don't speak no English
She's only with me for money
She noticed that pussys advantage
No common sense
But she play them cards right
Man I think she know gambit
She just look at me
Prop up that leg like papí
Please let me have it
I finish my cup
Then I turn around
Jump my fat ass in that hammock
How the fuck did I pull off that maneuver
Damn how did I manage
I fucked her right on the beach No tipping over
That shit was outstanding
But She figured me out
I'm not that nigga she met
I'm not that nigga she know
Yea bitch I been on the road
Damn I been lost control
Whoaa I been lost control
I been wit my bro's
We been fucking them hoes
While we tearing down shows
I'm the bad guy I know
I'm in little Italy with good vibes
And a bitch that's feeling me
Honestly I think the drugs Created this energy
She said whoa big fella
I think you offended me
Gotta think like a centipede
You got hands that'll never leave
Broken hearts on like every sleeve
But if you talking drugs
Awe man
I got somthing to tell you
I can get it for 10 a key
Talking way down in tennessee
But you gotta remember me
When you become pablo head honcho
Old school el debarge
Riding slow in a monte carlo
On king and broad tho
Where's the broads tho
Gas peddle fucking up the bordeaux's
They don't cost tho
Ceej work a nike so they all low
She figured me out
I'm not that nigga she met
I'm not that nigga she know
Yea bitch I been on the road
Damn I been lost control
Whoaa I been lost control
I been wit my bro's
We been fucking them hoes
While we tearing down shows
I'm the bad guy I know
I know I was part of it
But girl you started it
I wanted all the fame
You didn't want the shit
You wanted all the pain
I didn't want the shit
Think we should call a quits
I let it go
Think we should call a quits
No one to solve the shit
I let it go
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Writer(s): Bralin Stewart
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