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David Banner( Lavell William Crump )
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Gots to Go
Lyricist:D Copeland, L Crump, Bernard Freeman, M Poye
Ain't no tellin' where I might be I got places to go and people to see Ain't no tellin' where I end up I got shows to rock and hoes to fuck Ain't no tellin' where I might go Coast to coast or just next door but I gots to go
Roll up on the tour bus, smokin' a blunt Then heard a, duh duh duh duh, what cha baby mama want? Nothin' but good fuckin', dick suckin', train runnin' She lickin' on my nuts, cocked to her ear she hear me cummin'
Watchin' me go, she swallowed cum, you kissed the hoe Tongue and lip, oh man, you really lickin' my ball Heard you fucked, my baby, mama last night, nigga, no But she did bring me no seeds, sticks, oh
I'm lyin' when come over cot lyin' in her draws Nigga, all off in her draws, and that's your, baby, mother If it makes you feel better She's a good dick sucker
Ain't no tellin' where I might be I got places to go, and people to see Ain't no tellin' where I end up I got shows to rock and hoes to fuck Ain't no tellin' where I might go Coast to coast or just next door but I got to go
My job takes me outta town, all expense paid Wakin' up with a hangover two thousand miles away Is seems easy weed, women and wine Four hours of sleep is all you get now it's time
To tally hoe to the show, aiyyo, yo let it go Bust through the door, rockin' dro and grab a hoe And get back in the van with some titties in hand Let her meet your new friend who's willing to spend
The whole night, another flight, another gig, another city Touchin' on somebody's, baby, mama's titties Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Niggas, in the lobby, wonderin', where their women are Third floor having a lesbian bitch seminar
Can't get attached, I got a plane to catch I wish, I coulda hit that, but I'll be back Yo ain't no tellin' where I'm gonna be at But you know I gotta go
Ain't no tellin' where I might be I got places to go, and people to see Ain't no tellin' where I end up I got shows to rock and hoes to fuck Ain't no tellin' where I might go Coast to coast or just next door but I gots to go
Yeah, it's the game of the chili circuit, I might tendin' in it I'm paper chasin' and rappin' but it ain't no synonym My money ain't a game so I ain't worried 'bout winnin' it I'm worried about makin' it, stackin' it and spendin' it
Ain't no pretending it dont make no world move Same way you can't pretend my shit don't make your girl groove See God work in mysterious ways, but I don't And the devil will make a deal wit yo ass, but I won't
Now you can have the cleanest paint job on your truck Six TVs, wood with leather seats stitched and tucked The biggest chrome rims playa I dont give a fuck If I holla at your bitch, guaranteed she gettin' fucked
You can yell and you can scream and you can fuss and you can fight Like it's the worst night of your life to me it's just another night I aint carin' 'bout your drama or breakin' up your home You just a joke for the crew and material for a song Mayne
Ain't no tellin' where I might be I got places to go, and people to see Ain't no tellin' where I end up I got shows to rock and hoes to fuck Ain't no tellin' where I might go Coast to coast or just next door but I gots to go
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