"What Did You Expect" lyrics
Oh wee
Baby, what did you expect?
Sauce
You gave yo' time to a simp
Baby, what did you expect?
You jump in the Camaro bet you thought it was a jet
Said that he was real know but you found out he was fit
Now you found u ain't that , now you see he ain't this , wit him you use to kiss
Right after he would leave from kissin on another bytch
He living in yo' house he taking from yo' rent
An he don't help wit nothing all he do is lay some dick ,an he don't teach you shit
He neva gave you game taught you value
Told you you was worth a Range, a Bentley and a plane
A house out in Spain , if he was a real king then his queen would be the same but see that's the thang
A king have queens but
When you fckin wit a boy he just wanna fck thangs ,if you wanna run the kingdom than you gotta let the buck swang
But two against the the world will neva win you gotta have a team
But you was green , yo' car gone for two days, he said he runnin' plays but he came back wit the same zips he had from yesterday, he know dance know you strip so you gon make a way
But he still gon' chill wit shamicka if his DM get saved
Rent still ain't paid you wanna renegade
An he punch you when he mad his emotions rage
He then fuck up all them zips so he wanna pimp , you thinking in yo mind
How the hell I love a whimp?
How I love a shrimp? Now you wanna dip
Pack everything in yo' one Gucci bag a skip
Get out yo' feelings 'bout another bitch and chose a pimp or better chose a drip
Oh wee
On Sauce
You gave yo' time to a simp
Baby, what did you expect?
You jump in the Camaro but you thought it was a jet
He said that he was real but you found out he was fake
That ain't no hook, baby, that's some real shit
On Sauce
Baby, what did you expect?
Sauce
You gave yo' time to a simp
Baby, what did you expect?
You jump in the Camaro bet you thought it was a jet
Said that he was real know but you found out he was fit
Now you found u ain't that , now you see he ain't this , wit him you use to kiss
Right after he would leave from kissin on another bytch
He living in yo' house he taking from yo' rent
An he don't help wit nothing all he do is lay some dick ,an he don't teach you shit
He neva gave you game taught you value
Told you you was worth a Range, a Bentley and a plane
A house out in Spain , if he was a real king then his queen would be the same but see that's the thang
A king have queens but
When you fckin wit a boy he just wanna fck thangs ,if you wanna run the kingdom than you gotta let the buck swang
But two against the the world will neva win you gotta have a team
But you was green , yo' car gone for two days, he said he runnin' plays but he came back wit the same zips he had from yesterday, he know dance know you strip so you gon make a way
But he still gon' chill wit shamicka if his DM get saved
Rent still ain't paid you wanna renegade
An he punch you when he mad his emotions rage
He then fuck up all them zips so he wanna pimp , you thinking in yo mind
How the hell I love a whimp?
How I love a shrimp? Now you wanna dip
Pack everything in yo' one Gucci bag a skip
Get out yo' feelings 'bout another bitch and chose a pimp or better chose a drip
Oh wee
On Sauce
You gave yo' time to a simp
Baby, what did you expect?
You jump in the Camaro but you thought it was a jet
He said that he was real but you found out he was fake
That ain't no hook, baby, that's some real shit
On Sauce
