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Slammin', half a thang of heroin in the bathroom Keep an AK and the backup in the backroom Cook a meal clean and she suck me like a vacuum Took a vacation to the county, I'll be back soon Sent a couple zeroes, money on my J pay Payin' off the COs, smokin' on the gateway Word around the block when I was locked, she gave my thang away 'Bout to have a baby with a nigga, that's what they say Damn, well, please say it ain't so Took off the glove, say it's love when it ain't though Her classmate was comin' over, that was strange though Apparently the homework ain't all he came for Maybe you's a stank ho, maybe that's a bit mean Maybe you grew up and I'm still living like I'm 16 Like a child running wild in these city streets Man, I put that bitch up on her feet, she cut a nigga deep Damn, bitch, that's why I treat these hoes the way I treat them That's deeper than a motherfucker, baby You know what I'm saying? Slammin', smack it up and flip it then I rub it down Zip it up and then I ship it to another town Smoking hella weed while me and Willie bust a couple pounds She used to like that type of shit now we don't fuck around Girl, you used to say them other niggas wasn't hood enough Got your lil' degree now niggas from the hood ain't good enough Bitch, you wasn't trippin' when that old school was pullin' up You was short on mids at your college, who would put them up? Uh, well bitch, I'm out here puttin' on I hope you feel the pain I'm feelin' when you hear this song Don't want a nigga that's gon' slang shit up in your home But you ran off and got engaged, man, that shit was wrong All to a nigga that don't got nothin' that I ain't got Only difference is he tryna be a fuckin' astronaut Saw this pussy nigga when I walked up in the barber shop Green as a leaf, lookin' sweet, that cut a nigga deep Damn, so these the type of niggas you fuck with now, baby? You know what I'm saying? Square-ass motherfucker, you used to love a thug nigga Yeah, yeah, uh I love her and she love him so I never touch him She's got his baby in the oven so it's motherfuck him Ain't trippin' 'cause you got a nigga, I just think you rushin' But leavin' him to be with me ain't part of our discussion Plus, I'm on the road now, different colored hoes now Laid back on the dope, I'm getting dollars off my shows now Bitches wanna tie me down, but I ain't in that mode now Five years later, why you calling up my phone now? Uh, well, bitch, how you get the number? Like every other month, I'm switching up that motherfucker Back on the bus, I used to fingerfuck her singing Usher Down on my luck and then she up and left me for a sucker I reminisce on all the crazy shit we did (yeah) "You and me forever," shit we'd say when we was kids She said, "I'm havin' problems and I pray that he forgive" When he find out the baby ain't his, that cut a nigga deep Damn, what the fuck? So, what you tryna say, baby? Baby ain't his, whose is it? Uh, yeah Make some noise in this motherfucker, god damn it What's up? Madlib, baby, what's up baby? We good over there, man? We smokin'?