[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
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I told you, hated the way you always used to leave me
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I saw you at the club with that motherfucker Ci-Ci
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I pulled up, you was in the front of the club
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I saw another nigga huggin you you know I was trippin
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I had to dip in, order me a dirty martini and best believe me
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I really didn't want a bitch to see me
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So I put on the spydie's took out my I.D. and
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I have to keep the knife right behind me till ya by me
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I was in the bathroom shakin the dick off when he came in
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I wanted to pull out the N9ne milli and bash his brains in
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Grr, you know how Brotha Lynch will do it
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Walk up on a nigga with 2 blades and give a nigga 2 slits
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Na, my main goal was the same ho
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She used to let me put the Ruger up in the anal
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I taught her all that shit now the next nigga benefactin
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Irv take me to the hook I need an intermission
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[Hook: Irv Da Phenom]
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I swear I love her, I never let her out of my sights
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There's no more livin if I ever let her out of my life
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Cause when she's not 'round it's just not right
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You are my heart, I give you my all
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[Verse 2: COS]
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Somethin bout Susan she keep my bed warm
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I go to sleep with her then I wake up in the morn
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Then she right by me side then we hope in the ride
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With a bottle in my hand, thats how we drink and drive
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85 on a 35, straight pushin
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Theres somethin bout Susan keep haters just lookin
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When the sun goes down, we dress up in all black
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Matchin outfits, she been down since way back
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Back when I used to cook crack at the house
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And even though she set ya boy in a cell a couple times thats my spouse
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And I love her but I hate her, when she spit at other niggas
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Put me in situations where she get at other niggas
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Now she got the police askin questions lookin for her
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I'm bout to wrap her up and leave he on the river floor
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I'm bout drill this chick [?] and so much water like a more [?]
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This my love train all aboard, till death do us
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung]
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3 in the morning I can't sleep I'm having bad dreams
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I keep seeing bad shit, this was a bad week
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I had bad month, shit... I had a bad year
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I had a bad life even before she came here
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I used to tell them I was married to the music
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And I never should've changed that
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I Gotta get my strange back!
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I used to write every morning and smoke hella weed
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I used to be on the road, used to make hella cheese
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And now I'm struggling broke
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And you could tell I'm heated
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Bringing bullshit in my life
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And I don't really need it
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I think I'm smoking too much
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It's like suicide
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I won't eat, won't shower
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Between you and I
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My trust is all fucked up
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I'm ready to give the fuck up!
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I'm ready to murder everything!
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My life is all sucked up!
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I'm tired of all this shit!
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And now the next nigga benefitted
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Irv, take me to the hook
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I need an intermission...
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[Hook]
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Something About Susan
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Brotha Lynch Hung |