Текст (слова) песни: Juvenile f Big Tymers - Be Gone

 
[Chorus ­ 3x] (Sung) 
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone 
Why don`t cha get the hell on out the do` 
 
[Mannie Fresh] 
He told me number three was cheap 
Wit a chick, wit a stick, yeah them girls be freakin` 
Checkin` in motels every other weekend 
Say brah ­ I can`t picture lil` one eatin` 
Boy you ain`t know ­ fo` sho` she creepin` 
While she been tellin` me dog, she goin` to meetings 
Meeting Kitty wit her mouth 
That`s what yo` chick `bout 
Man, pass me my asthma pump, put lil` one out 
Sometimes I be likin` ­ when seenin` chicks dykin` 
Pissin` on each other, mud wrestling, and fightin` 
Hair everywhere, sratchin` and bitin` 
Pass me my asthma pump again man, this shit exciting 
I be like, "let`s get jumped" like a game of checkers 
And I done cheat more chicks, than Nelly sold records 
E.I, C.I, turn a chick out 
Then give it to another chick and leave it up in her mouth 
 
[Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung) 
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone 
Why don`t cha get the hell on out the do` 
 
[Baby] 
There`s a story about a bitch named Sally 
A hot girl, lived in that rat-hoe alley 
She stayed sharp, stayed rockin` Balance 
And a fat pussy, laid down in the Cadi` 
Back of the seat or back of the Palace 
I`m a Hot Boy ­ it really don`t matter 
My brother K.C plays them tellers 
That`ll jump off, hit a stepper, whatever 
Michael Kipper, James Peter got a big better 
Dick gotta a bitch in Miami ­ a dick-sweater 
Like Delores from A.T.L, "The Freak of the Week" 
She did me, Slim, Joe, and Tiki 
I don`t care, bitch just ride 
Shake yo` pussy, and shake yo` thigh 
Get yo` hat, get yo` coat, it`s time to ride 
Baby girl lookin` at me like she surprise 
 
[Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung) 
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone 
Why don`t cha get the hell on out the do` 
 
[Mannie Fresh] 
Let me tell you about another one of my lovers 
I caught the ignorant chick pokin` holes in rubbers 
Talkin` `bout she late, sorry no wait 
Girl you fucked me, Mike Tyson, and O.J 
 
[Baby] 
These hoes be pullin` they raw tactics 
Baby makin` and jaw-jackin` 
Mami suck dick like a lowrider 
Ooh-wee, don`t stop her 
 
[Mannie Fresh] 
Thinkin` that I`ma claim that baby 
Girl you coo-coo, stupid, dumb, and crazy 
His eyes green, and his hair wavy 
Thought you had me huh?, got me, playin` me 
 
[Baby] 
She movin` like a nigga hittin` switches 
But I bet I`d hit that old shitty 
She a popper, H.G non-stopper 
She from Uptown, baby girl don`t knock her 
 
[Chorus ­ till end] (Sung) 
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone 
Why don`t cha get the hell on out the do` 
 
[Mannie Fresh ­ over chorus] (Talking) 
Nah shawty, don`t cry now 
Get them old ass iron skates you left up under the bed 
And them old ass pro cases that you had, and all them beta tapes 
And get your old ass beeper 
You know that beeper that look like a garage opener 
The one that you had, get that shit up out my drawer 
and get on out of here 
Yeah you got to leave, got to go 
Get that rat coat, that old ass coat that you said was a mink 
Shit ain`t nothin` but a big ass nutria rat 
Oh yeah, and get your cell phone 
That big ass cell phone wit the car battery hooked up to it 
The one that be causin` Cancer, you know that big ass 
football you wear on your face, hurtin` and shit 
Get your old ass cell phone 
And get them Chic Jeans, that Jamaica Joe shirt, and 
them Hearochees that yo` ass was wearing when you came here 
And them big fake ass "Salt-N-Peppa" earrings 
You know them earrings Salt-N-Peppa had in the 80`s 
You better get them bitches up outta here too 
And get them footy socks, the ones wit the balls in the back 
That`s yours too, you need to get that, get on outta here 
You know what i`m sayin`, I use to love you, I don`t love you no more 
Don`t like you no more, none of that, you know what I`m sayin` 
And get your Cutlass keys 
Get your old ass Cutlass, the one that we parked off the block 
You know what I`m sayin`, `cause I didn`t want it in my driveway 
`cause it was leakin` oil 
Get your old ass Cutlass key`s and get in your Cutlass and ride out 
Yeah, you hood roach, you ain`t even a rat, you a roach 
Yeah!
 

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