lirik lagu real boston richey - don’t get me started
[intro]
what’s up moe, ’cause when the f~ck you started talkin’ like that? b~tch
what?
f~ck you mean moe?
hahahaha
()
[chorus]
don’t get me started, b~tch, yo’ p~ssy ain’t more than a quarter
i was in that party, b~tch, i was cussin’ like i ain’t no artist (mm)
i was pullin’ larceny, n~gga, i’m slidin’ and duckin’ apartments
i’ma get my bricks, n~gga, i’ma go back to the apartments, n~gga
boy, you ain’t even have a gang, g got to stand for garbage, n~gga
every time i open my pack, you know it smell like i farted, n~gga
you was comin’ to class early, everytime i was tardy, n~gga
you hate me bad, i hope you n~ggas know i ain’t even started, n~gga
[verse 1]
a~a~ain’t never been to cali’, ten seven hundred, i ain’t even cappin’
mike tell me a b~tch said, “l~o~l,” on me, i ain’t even laughin’
these p~ssy n~ggas takin’ extra ls, they really lackin’
if i had to choose between trap or rap, on god, i’m trappin’
if i had to choose between fightin’ or shootin’, i’m goin’ for clappin’
might take your b~tch for ransom, roll her up and go kidnap her
you know i ain’t chasin’ hoes, i’m out of breath like i got asthma
i’m gettin’ money like chicken man’s son, but ain’t no snapper
i’m bendin’ the corner, whippin’ the ghost through this b~tch like i’m casper
i’m drinkin’ den, now lil’ baby cuttin’ this sh~t here dapper
i told my b~tch i’ll take my time, i don’t know how to change no pamper
but, i could be yo’ man and run the streets, and still be a rapper
[chorus]
don’t get me started, b~tch, yo’ p~ssy ain’t more than a quarter
i was in that party, b~tch, i was cussin’ like i ain’t no artist (mm)
i was pullin’ larceny, n~gga, i’m slidin’ and duckin’ apartments
i’ma get my bricks, n~gga, i’ma go back to the apartments, n~gga
boy, you ain’t even have a gang, g got to stand for garbage, n~gga
every time i open my pack, you know it smell like i farted, n~gga
you was comin’ to class early, everytime i was tardy, n~gga
you hate me bad, i hope you n~ggas know i ain’t even started, n~gga
[verse 2]
don’t get me started, n~gga, i’ll bust a move and up my rat’
if i can f~ck it, b~tch, don’t play, you know you f~ckin’ ain’t
b~tch can’t even hit the bnb, you ain’t f~ckin’, what you think?
i’m thuggin’ hard, but, to my mama, she still think i’m a saint
uh, n~gga tryna rob my boat, don’t know they gon’ sink
uh, n~gga try to bend that road, on god, he gon’ sing
i be on they ass, all of these n~ggas like pootie tang
and i just came in for that bag, i don’t want the fame
you know i’m raised up in this sh~t like raising kanan
she said she full of wizz, [?] give up the brain
i’m young and turnt, i went bust down on that plane
i ain’t flew to cali’ since i lost one~fifty on that plane
[chorus]
don’t get me started, b~tch, yo’ p~ssy ain’t more than a quarter
i was in that party, b~tch, i was cussin’ like i ain’t no artist (mm)
i was pullin’ larceny, n~gga, i’m slidin’ and duckin’ apartments
i’ma get my bricks, n~gga, i’ma go back to the apartments, n~gga
boy, you ain’t even have a gang, g got to stand for garbage, n~gga
every time i open my pack, you know it smell like i farted, n~gga
you was comin’ to class early, everytime i was tardy, n~gga
you hate me bad, i hope you n~ggas know i ain’t even started, n~gga
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