"Lame" lyrics
(feat. Whokid Woody)
[03 Greedo:]
I can't
You lame
You lame
You lame
I can't love no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
Cuz I can't trust no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
But you the type to trust that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Cuz you the type to love that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Uh
Lil' lame nigga, linkin' for the fame nigga
Say, this bitch that done fucked the whole gang
If you play you a [?]
Keep that yay' in my beanie
Lovin' her is dumb
Trappin', bussin' plays out the Heenie
Projects full of hotties, looks can be deceivin'
If you got a problem, guaranteed they grab the heaters
That's why I can't trust them
Why would I fuck them?
Pillow-talkin', start off with a question when you dumb-drunk
So, I be on that stay-up, I can't fuckin' lay-up
Gangster before I'm a player
Move slow, these hoes'll play ya
Never give a bitch paper, learned that from my nigga Razer
Mafia just like Italians
Hostages to get my weight up
I can't love no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
Cuz I can't trust no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
But you the type to trust that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Cuz you the type to love that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
[Who Kid Woody:]
See, you the type of nigga to cut that bitch off [?]
I give her good dick, it got her payin' for the penis
Purple rag like Barnie, wrapped around [?]
She said she wanna chill with us, bitch, you gotta give me neck
[?] Road, that's the set
[?] leave you whacked
I ain't never been a pimp, but got your bitch givin' me a check
I got the keys to the house, I'm there when she put you out
You a lame, when she get mad she make you sleep up on the couch
I beat that pussy, then I'm out but leave that nut up in her mouth
Bitch, I'm cold like a fridge, ain't no way to thaw me out
You used to fuckin' with them lames, so I smack you in your mouth
Use your head, get some bread
No fuckin' with open hands
[03 Greedo:]
I can't love no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
Cuz I can't trust no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
But you the type to trust that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Cuz you the type to love that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
I can't
You lame
You lame
You lame
I can't love no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
Cuz I can't trust no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
But you the type to trust that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Cuz you the type to love that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Uh
Lil' lame nigga, linkin' for the fame nigga
Say, this bitch that done fucked the whole gang
If you play you a [?]
Keep that yay' in my beanie
Lovin' her is dumb
Trappin', bussin' plays out the Heenie
Projects full of hotties, looks can be deceivin'
If you got a problem, guaranteed they grab the heaters
That's why I can't trust them
Why would I fuck them?
Pillow-talkin', start off with a question when you dumb-drunk
So, I be on that stay-up, I can't fuckin' lay-up
Gangster before I'm a player
Move slow, these hoes'll play ya
Never give a bitch paper, learned that from my nigga Razer
Mafia just like Italians
Hostages to get my weight up
I can't love no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
Cuz I can't trust no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
But you the type to trust that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Cuz you the type to love that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
[Who Kid Woody:]
See, you the type of nigga to cut that bitch off [?]
I give her good dick, it got her payin' for the penis
Purple rag like Barnie, wrapped around [?]
She said she wanna chill with us, bitch, you gotta give me neck
[?] Road, that's the set
[?] leave you whacked
I ain't never been a pimp, but got your bitch givin' me a check
I got the keys to the house, I'm there when she put you out
You a lame, when she get mad she make you sleep up on the couch
I beat that pussy, then I'm out but leave that nut up in her mouth
Bitch, I'm cold like a fridge, ain't no way to thaw me out
You used to fuckin' with them lames, so I smack you in your mouth
Use your head, get some bread
No fuckin' with open hands
[03 Greedo:]
I can't love no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
Cuz I can't trust no bitch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
But you the type to trust that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Cuz you the type to love that bitch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
