Im pretty sick and tired
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Im getting sick and tired
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Very sick and tired
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Homie
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[Verse 1]
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If I had a coop right now, it'll be on E
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First time I feel I ain't pretty, gimme TLC
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Raise ya hand mutha fucka if ya feel like me
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Live like me and ya know dis real like me
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Thers beef for da cats who aint got nuthin
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And humble too
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But damn fucked up shit hada humble you
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It ain't ova it jus feel like it crumbled boom
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Now it diss you, said I wanna rumble too
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Now if ya sick and tired say it quick say it proud
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If ya sick and tired say it now say it loud
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Finally got the crowd poppin and crack cockran
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Gabbi represent'n St. Louis and ain't stopping
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I'm sick and tired of this lame brain shit
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Kwon getting money, now Kwon getting fittyz
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Say whatever you say how you say its about me
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How look at this crowd be sick and tired without me
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[Hook]
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You aint gotta like me
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I aint gotta like you
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And I aint gotta like you
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You aint gotta me
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And You aint gotta like me
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I aint gotta like you
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First time its Fuck Me
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Then nigga its fuck you
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You aint gotta like me
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I aint gotta like you
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And I aint gotta like you
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You aint gotta me
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And You aint gotta like me
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I aint gotta like you
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First time its Fuck Me
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Then nigga its fuck you
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[Verse 2]
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I been bamboozled, too many times with fucken lood
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Dawg Im sick and, I'm sick and tired of ya gurlz
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Keep it Deuce Deuce, HOO, tucked in a room
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Fuck her, stash in da car, I Got Haash in the car
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Looken as they chink I got ass in they jaw
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Im tired of these hoes tryin to tell Kwon to go, Been Raw
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Im a gangsta mutha fucka, fuck who you are
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I told you Kwon been drinkin, then piss on the bar
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I don't give a damn and you niggaz know it (know it)
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Im durty you pussy now where your pussy, J-Kwon gon?show it
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Gunz im holding and you don't wanna get ta trippin
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One sqeez of the trigga, eerbody limpin
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Im from a block where eerbody crippin
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Eerbody sniffin, and eerbody pimpin
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J-Kwon and Trackboyz, this is tha take off
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And dude im sick and tired of takin shit, Take off
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3]
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Im high (ya me)
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Sumthin like Jay Z
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Howz that cause I clap (ya me)
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Ya back (ya me)
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Strap (hella queen)
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Man ya know they clap? (ya me)
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Keep a stash in da dash for they all been rollin
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Bought or stolen im hardly will they, huhp, holding
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Cmon boy niggaz they cool off in da start, colding
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Don't get mad at me cause that chick jaw, swollen
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Cause I kick they haters yaa
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Im like max-a-million
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I make ya smack yaself with ya dick, beaters
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Ya click sweeter? you don't have the time niggaz
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On the block ya don't ever wanna battle rhyme niggaz
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But see a me right thurr
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I shine like a light burrn
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I look so bright I brought light to the night club
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Fucken with Kwon, ya must really like starz
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Im the black brand pink and this is tha fight club
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[Hook]
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U Ain't Gotta Like Me
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| J-Kwon |
