Testo Fuck Yo Man - King Von
Testo della canzone Fuck Yo Man (King Von), tratta dall'album Grandson, Vol. 1
Huh? What? (KidWond3r)
What? Uh? (KidWond3r)
Von, Von
Bitch, fuck your nigga (fuck your nigga)
Hoe, fuck his feelings (fuck his feelings)
You say you stayin' (you stayin')
See, hoe, you trippin' (bitch, you trippin')
See, I'm a killer (I'm a killer)
But I got feelings (I got what?)
I catch you with him (I catch you with him)
I just might kill him
It feel like I'm doin' the most (the most)
I like you, I'm lettin' you know (you know)
They been runnin' from me, they whole life (yeah)
But I ain't into chasing no hoes (nah)
See, I cut this shit and just go (I'm gone)
If I like you, I'm fuckin' you slow (yeah)
Don't be scared 'cause I keep these guns 'round me (what?)
Never know who might come through the door (boom, boom)
See, it started one day by the store (by the store)
I was lurkin', you know how that go (how that go)
They was lackin', they know we at war
Hit the corner, I'm lettin' it blow
Boom, he fell, can't get up no more (uh)
I'm runnin', my forehead was soaked
I hear sirens, boy, they gettin' close (damn)
Don't know how much far I can go
Told God, "Forgive me, I'm wrong" (I'm wrong)
Looked up, saw a bitch at the door
She waved, said, "Boy, come on" (come on)
I'm so happy, she don't even know
Made it in, then I hit the floor (man, damn)
Looked up, she was lockin' the door
Asked me, do I still got my pole?
I looked down like, "You already know"
Look, my name Von, I know (uh-huh)
And I'm from the O, I know (uh-huh)
But I ain't do shit, I know (uh-huh)
Don't worry, you good, they gone
This bitch was bad for sure (damn)
I gave her some racks for a coat
Asked her do she live alone?
She say, "Nah, he on his way home" (damn)
Bitch, fuck your nigga (fuck your nigga)
Hoe, fuck his feelings (fuck his feelings)
You say you stayin' (you stayin')
See, hoe, you trippin' (bitch, you trippin')
See, I'm a killer (I'm a killer)
But I got feelings (I got what?)
I catch you with him (I catch you with him)
I just might kill him
We been talkin', now we gettin' close (gettin' close)
Her nigga a lame and he broke (he broke)
When we fuckin', I love how you moan
You get T'd when they play my songs (yeah)
My birthday, the code to her phone (yeah)
"Is he gone?" "Yeah, come on" (come on)
She call me when he not at home
So deep that I'm touchin' her soul (Von)
Now it feel like you leadin' me on (damn)
Got me all in they bed, this bitch wrong
I told her just leave him, she won't (she won't)
I don't understand, what's wrong? (What's wrong)
Bitch, stop playin' games, we grown (grown)
Looked up, heard, "Baby, I'm home" (what?)
Looked back, I was clutchin' my pole (yeah)
She tellin' me, "No, Von, you wrong"
Bitch, fuck your nigga (fuck your nigga)
Hoe, fuck his feelings (fuck his feelings)
You say you stayin' (you stayin')
See, hoe, you trippin' (bitch, you trippin')
See, I'm a killer (I'm a killer)
But I got feelings (I got what?)
I catch you with him (I catch you with him)
I just might kill him
Bitch, fuck your nigga (fuck your nigga)
Hoe, fuck his feelings (fuck his feelings)
You say you stayin' (you stayin')
See, hoe, you trippin' (bitch, you trippin')
See, I'm a killer (I'm a killer)
But I got feelings (I got what?)
I catch you with him (I catch you with him)
I just might kill him
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Writer(s): Anthony Beecham, Dayvon Bennett
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