lirik lagu tq - when i get out
[ericka:] what’s up boo, how you doin’?
[tq:] how i’m doing, know how i’m doin’, doin’ f-cked up, up in here.
ready to get up outta this m-th-f-cker
[ericka:] n-gg-, you ain’t gotta say it with no att-tude.
[tq:] i’m just sayin’, man, it’s bad up in here. how you doin’? what’s poppin’ up there
[ericka:] i’m alright. everything alright i guess.
[tq:] you handling sh-t like you supposed to be handlin’?
[ericka:] now you know.
[tq:] now there better be no n-gg-s around ma house
[ericka:] n-gg-, you got me all f-cked up, how you gon say some sh-t like that?
[tq:] hey, i’m just saying, man, just keepin’ it real
[tq:] been in here about a year
never thought the game would take me under
about to get my first tear, while i’m sittin’ in my cell i wonder
what are you doing outside
are you giving all my -ss up
you’re a dime so n-gg-s won’t p-ss up
[ericka:] wait a minute n-gg- you better back up
i told you a long time ago i’d always have your back
i’m still coming off with half of them checks, so why are you trippin?
ain’t got to worry ’bout n-body getting up in your stuff
soon as the jury said guilty i closed it up
bought you a new bible with a blunt in it already rolled up
numbers and dueteronomy is where you’ll fine me
[tq:] don’t mind me, i’m feenin’ baby
i want some -ss real bad
locked up wit’ all these hard legs, scr-ppin’ daily
i miss my baby, i’m going crazy, i gotta get out of this place
can’t you help me
[chorus]
[tq:] how can you love me?
[ericka:] somebody gotta do it
[tq:] it’s gotta be hard!
[ericka:] ain’t really nothing to it
[tq:] but you make me happy
[ericka:] you know you really shouldn’t have no doubt – can’t wait till you get out
[tq:] when i get out
[ericka:] i already told you
[tq:] i guess i didn’t believe it
[ericka:] you spend all your time
[tq:] f-cked up getting weeded
[ericka:] but you make me happy
[tq:] so i’m sittin here countin’ the days down – i can’t wait till i get out…
[ericka:] when you get out…
[bridge]
things can get back to the way they used to be
you and me in a chromed out e – b-mpin’ bone thugs
i got the pedal to the floor, dippin’ kinda high and trippin’,
i really wanna hit it, your sh-t is finger lickin’
[ericka:] wait a minute i really miss you, so don’t get me started
the sweating, the b-mpin’, the grinding right through these bars and
if i ever thought it would help you make it – just picture me naked
can’t feel your body and i hate it….i’m going crazy
[ericka:] gotta get my mind off this, ’bout to go up to the mall and buy an outfit
[tq:] if you spend all my loot and i’m gonna be p-ssed – that’s no bullsh-t
[ericka:] now who in the h-ll do you think you’re talking to – you know i’m the only one in the world who will put up with you
[tq:] got 72 more days in here, it seems like 20 years – can’t smoke, can’t drink no beer, can’t get no -ss in here
so when i finally come home it’s gonna be on, cause i’m gonna be lickin’ and kissing and sticking all week long, baby
[chorus]
[tq:] how can you love me?
[ericka:] somebody gotta do it
[tq:] it’s gotta be hard!
[ericka:] ain’t really nothing to it
[tq:] but you make me happy
[ericka:] you know you really shouldn’t have no doubt – can’t wait till you get out
[tq:] when i get out
[ericka:] i already told you
[tq:] i guess i didn’t believe it
[ericka:] you spend all your time
[tq:] f-cked up getting weeded
[ericka:] but you make me happy
[tq:] so i’m sittin here countin’ the days down – i can’t wait till i get out…
[ericka:] when you get out…
[chorus]
[tq:] how can you love me?
[ericka:] somebody gotta do it
[tq:] it’s gotta be hard!
[ericka:] ain’t really nothing to it
[tq:] but you make me happy
[ericka:] you know you really shouldn’t have no doubt – can’t wait till you get out
[tq:] when i get out
[ericka:] i already told you
[tq:] i guess i didn’t believe it
[ericka:] you spend all your time
[tq:] f-cked up getting weeded
[ericka:] but you make me happy
[tq:] so i’m sittin here countin’ the days down – i can’t wait till i get out…
[ericka:] when you get out…
when you get out
[tq:] when i get out.
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