Shame (Bonus Track)

[Intro: Freddie Gibbs]

It’s 2 A.M. and the place is gonna close

Yeah, time to shut it on down baby, you know what I'm sayin'?

The bartender looks as though he knows

You sure you want to do this shit tonight

Because it might hurt baby, you know what I'm sayin'?

Everybody’s, everybody’s been at home

Might hurt you when I

Get up in the morning and leave, you know what I mean?

Here we sit

Take that walk, you know what I mean? Yeah, uhh

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]

Slammin', when I hit you up, I'm talkin 'bout bangin' something

Chill off in your crib and have a thing, probably make it stank or somethin'

Girl, you like my bottom bitch, post my bail, pay for my lawyer

Play your position when them other hoes get out of order

When you wanna givе me that pussy? You purchase a plane tickеt

Run around town when I bust her down, they want shit like them lames did it

Got her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstick

Basically if this bitch lay with me, she payin' me, I'm on some pimp shit

For real, it's 2 A.M., club was 'bout to close up

Thumbing through my contacts bout' to call one of my hoes up

Then I met you, kicked game and followed you to the breakfast spot

Fucked you like I married you that night up in the Marriot

Screaming like you got your cherry popped

Fucking, switching up positions

Thought this shit would never stop, motherfuck an intermission

Damn! (Here we are again)

Here we go again, baby, gotta take that walk now

[Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid]

It ain't gotta be the walk of shame, baby

But that's only if you know the game, baby

Later I can't be the one to blame, baby

But for now take the walk of shame, baby

It ain't gotta be the walk of shame, baby

But that's only if you know the game, baby

Later I can't be the one to blame, baby

But for now take the walk of shame, baby

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]

Straight slammin', sleepin' with pistols under my pillow

We wake and bake, she up naked, twistin' up cigarillos

I beat that Thursday night and Friday morning, off to work she go

Time to take that walk, just take this dick, don't take it personal

Your friends probably gonna call you a ho, what you trippin' on?

Them bitches want a grip from the same dick you be sitting on

And your girl Monique, she be hitting me when her nigga gone

Trying to buy some weed, she proceed with nothing but Vicky's on

Nothing but ass and titties, but I let that ass convince me

Took it in that, hit that, wish I could say it was accidentally

Like I stepped on a banana peel and fell in that pussy

Y'all niggas be spending all kind of scrill to get in that pussy

And she cop a seven every Friday

Chuck the deuces at her baby daddy as I pulled up out the drive-way

For real (Here we are again)

Here we go again, back in yo' pussy, nigga, you know what I'm saying?

[Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid]

It ain't got to be the walk of shame, baby

But that's only if you know the game, baby

Later I can't be the one to blame, baby

But for now take the walk of shame, baby

It ain't got to be the walk of shame, baby

But that's only if you know the game, baby

Later I can't be the one to blame, baby

But for now take the walk of shame, baby

[Outro]

Here we are again