Testo The Way It Goes - Young Gunz feat. Pooda Brown
Testo della canzone The Way It Goes (Young Gunz feat. Pooda Brown), tratta dall'album Brothers from Another (Explicit Version)
G.I.F.I. get in where you fit in baby
But you know, roll with your boys, Gunnaz
Honestly my favorite type of gear
Scrunchie for her hair, La Perla underwears
Bang her from the rear, baby girl don't care who there
Loud notes, she don't care who here
That's what I love about 'em
Make the thugs bring the love up out 'em
She know you coming, she gon' stop, get the nut up out 'em
They learn enough about 'em and get enough up out 'em
Just like a nigga so she fuck 'em, give a fuck about 'em
That's my type baby, no disrespect to the bougie
And too polite ladies, I do the wife maybe
Maybe later when a player in his 30's
Man I can't afford these youngins trying to play a nigga dirty
Had me up all night, talking 'bout I can't sleep
Too hurt to eat, baby girl never see
That be he, not me, I'm way a better G, you know me better B
We just fuck 'em and duck 'em and leave 'em
All night, can't sleep
Too hurt to eat
That's the way it go, uh huh, got me through it
That's the way it go, uh, and now I gotta up
All night, can't sleep
Too hurt to eat
That's the way it go, uh huh, that's how we do it
See all my life I been the type to keep a little bitch
Fresh in the morning, put it on me, cook a little grits
She like to touch my lips, yeah I like to touch her hips
Then we get it popping, when a player get enough he split
Back to that block where I be, I'm on her mind though
I wanna call her and ball her, I'm on my grind though
She wanna ride on the love train but love may
Ain't what I'm here for, that's not what I care for
I'm in and out when I wanna, don't wanna want her
We can kick it in the winter but I'm cool in the summer
I'd rather go through my hat with them Peggy Peggies on the lat
We on the corner, nigga heavy and he betting stacks
Quality time? You out of your mind
You stepping over your line, I know that you fine, girl
But all I do is fuck 'em and duck 'em, pops told me don't trust 'em
Every night is another one, poota got 'em up
All night, can't sleep
Too hurt to eat
That's the way it go, uh huh, got me through it
That's the way it go, uh, and now I gotta up
All night, can't sleep
Too hurt to eat
That's the way it go, uh huh, that's how we do it
Baby girl don't act foolish when you know that you know better
I keep you fine 'cause you a dime but you gets no cheddar
It's hard to show feelings when you know you ain't got none
I ain't the type of brother that'll bail soon as you drop one
I'm in the crib, yeah as soon as the block done
I lay pipe all night so let the bedbugs bite
She gripping the sheets tight, I came once, she came twice
But you got the right one, we sex 'til the sun come
Good thing I grabbed the box of them Magnums
And nine months later she pop out with a bad one
And everything changed, now the chicken be nagging
Listening to her girlfriends, now she wanting more ends
Taking out my Benz, scraping out my rims
Every other weekend she out, girlfriend be clubbing
Went from something to nothing, now she huffing and puffing
'Cause a nigga be fronting and I got her up
All night, can't sleep
Too hurt to eat
That's the way it go, uh huh, got me through it
That's the way it go, uh, and now I gotta up
All night, can't sleep
Too hurt to eat
That's the way it go, uh huh, that's how we do it
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Ries, Felton Pilate, Michael Cooper, Tariq Muhammed, Hanif Muhammed
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