Mrs. Herring
She call me daddy and I stop thinking about Zhlonnie
But the only way me and Zee a Pair is if we in London
If I buy that ticket and take you there would you still want me
I always been a Outkast turn 3,000 to 300
I'm like im sorry Mrs. Herring, I'm for real
You ain't got to throw no more graveyard dirt
The only other bitch I got is just a new AR-15
Cuz my heart wants you here
I'm dying for real
It's killing me
When I die is you coming to my funeral baby
I love you too death girl WTF you hate me
I keep dreaming about you girl I can barely sleep
I think you made for me but I don't believe in Adam & Eve
Love is the war and we just casualties
I be playing that Pac hope she aint mad at me
I be playing that Pac I think I'd rather be your nigga be down for me
Owe weeee
She call me daddy and I stop thinking about Zhlonnie
But the only way me and Zee a Pair is if we in London
If I buy that ticket and take you there would you still want me
I always been a Outkast turn 3,000 to 300
I'm like im sorry Mrs. Herring, I'm for real
You ain't got to throw no more graveyard dirt
The only other bitch I got is just a new AR-15
Cuz my heart wants you here
I'm dying for real
It's killing me
But the only way me and Zee a Pair is if we in London
If I buy that ticket and take you there would you still want me
I always been a Outkast turn 3,000 to 300
I'm like im sorry Mrs. Herring, I'm for real
You ain't got to throw no more graveyard dirt
The only other bitch I got is just a new AR-15
Cuz my heart wants you here
I'm dying for real
It's killing me
When I die is you coming to my funeral baby
I love you too death girl WTF you hate me
I keep dreaming about you girl I can barely sleep
I think you made for me but I don't believe in Adam & Eve
Love is the war and we just casualties
I be playing that Pac hope she aint mad at me
I be playing that Pac I think I'd rather be your nigga be down for me
Owe weeee
She call me daddy and I stop thinking about Zhlonnie
But the only way me and Zee a Pair is if we in London
If I buy that ticket and take you there would you still want me
I always been a Outkast turn 3,000 to 300
I'm like im sorry Mrs. Herring, I'm for real
You ain't got to throw no more graveyard dirt
The only other bitch I got is just a new AR-15
Cuz my heart wants you here
I'm dying for real
It's killing me
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Writer(s): Malcolm Hayes
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