Yeah, check it
This another one of those Ak ****s you know what I'm sayin'?
This right here's about a girl
Who wanna live in your house for free, without a J O B
Check it

I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, see ya
I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, see ya
I got your bags packed, I got your bags packed
You gotta leave, you gotta leave, you gotta leave, yo

I'll make your head bloody red if you don't get out
And if you scream and shout, I'll put the bandages on your mouth
No livin' for free on my couch
And yo I ain't operatin', no type of Covenant House

You get no help here, my name ain't Welfare
Uh uh dear, take that ******** elsewhere
Your *** gotta go if you don't got dough
Call me what you want, woman because you're just another hoe

I know you'd probably make a good mother miss
But I don't got no time to be bothered with no broke *****
Riffin' at the mouth, get you kicked out, without no whereabouts
The Loveboat shape up and ship out

And take everything you came with when you was startin'
This ain't a world tour, no more trips to this apartment
I want your *** to be ghost
And now, all of a sudden you wanna get close, huh

I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, see ya
I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, see ya
I got your bags packed, I got your bags packed
You gotta leave, you gotta leave, you gotta leave, check it

Umm, get your clothes, use common sense
I don't sell pantyhose, I don't got time for non, nonsense
Kindly pack up your ****
Remember you're not down with the Olympics, so don't try to flip

I'll reach for the glock, aim for your snot box
The neighbor hear the shots, the neighbor call the cops
But I won't do a date upstate
I just perform that old Mike Tyson play and cry out ****

Before you burst gimme my keys, stop pleadin' for please
This ain't church, get off your ***kin' knees
I'm not lookin' for no blow job, you better get a real job
So we can have some dough Hobbes

I won't front, I used to love it when we'd hump
You're not my stunt, tomorrow's the first of the month
You don't have half the rent, I'm knockin' cuttin' nose flat
Girlfriend I got your bags packed

Huh, I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, you gotta leave
I got your bags packed, see ya
I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, you gotta leave
I got your bags packed

I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, you gotta leave
I got your bags packed, see ya
I got your bags packed
You gotta leave you gotta leave you gotta leave, check it

Umm, wipe up them cryin' tears
'Cause like an automatic car, you don't got no gear
Get ready to put an end to that Cinderella book
Throw out them Jordache jeans, cause it wasn't seem

To givin' you the look that you've been searchin' for
And plus I heard you're not with, baggin' up ****
At no grocery store, it just makes your furious
As if you got shot in the butt 'cause now you're dead *** serious

Don't know what to do, nowhere to go but no haps over here
'Cause this ain't, the Welcome Back Kotter show
Forget all the nights you spent
'Cause ain't nothin' goin' on but my rent, huh

****, you better take a good look
At the road cause that's you're bout to hit
And it ain't no comin' back
Girlfriend, I got your bags packed

Huh, I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, you gotta leave
I got your bags packed, see ya
Huh, I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, you gotta leave
I got your bags packed, see ya

Huh, I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, you gotta leave
I got your bags packed, see ya
I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, you gotta leave
I gotta go, check it

Aiyyo baby, I'm not the one
I said my man Serge he's not the one
And my man named Ant he's not the one
And my man Earl is sho' ain't not the one

Aiyyo aiyyo girlfriend, we ain't not the one
My man Extra P, he's not the one
And you know how it goes the one
The one

The one
The one
The one
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