"Lickety Split" lyrics

Fuck you, you don't love me
You ain't done shit for me, you don't take me out no more, you don't buy me shit
When I first met you you had your shit together
Talkin' 'bout yous gonna build this empire from rappin'

My girl like murder, she crow
Won't let the drama slide
I had to reconsider, refoc
Even her mama tried to talk some sense into her
Oh, I had to drop a dime
I'd rather be alone by myself, no need to falsify
Walk the line in the east shore, we read the sharp mind
Hard to find our design
Husky, carefully built
Must be a mind for these chits
It's hard to count on a chick
I keep 'em bouncin' on a miss

I think I gotta tell my girl to hit the road
Can't believe a word of what she said or what she told
When I finna leave town she start getting cold
I makin' dough, she think I'm foolin' with some hoes
Why she wanna go and dig up every seed sewn?
Seems like I'm the only one playing in team mode
We goin' in different directions on a steep road
I'm sick of this bullshit, the scenes getting old

Man, I'm sick of this bitch
Not you, this particular bitch
Real talk man, I'm sick of this bitch
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split
All she ever wanna do is kick it 'n shit
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split

Now you want sex, using my son as a bargaining chip
That's the reason why I'm in this predicament
It's indicative of your vindictiveness
You ticky, tack, and shiftless
Lazy, fat, and listless
Maniac depressive, with no regard
Used to think you was slow, now I know you just retarded
Can't see far as I can throw you, fish brain
It's official now, wish I never boned you

See I'm a broke rich nigga with a whole lotta fame
Don't need a broke bitch with me who's just whole outta hand
You wanna stroll holdin' hands, cupcake 'n kickin' cans
So what your pussy gold? Get a goal and a stand
Girl you holdin' me up if you ain't holdin' me down
Ain't nothin' holdin' you back, we could go get it now
When I go you be out, can't be up in my crib just sittin'
Girl your best bet is to bounce and get some niggas in it

Man, I'm sick of this bitch
Watchu think I'm Saint Nicholas, bitch
Real talk man, I'm sick of this bitch
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split
All she ever wanna do is kick it 'n shit
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split

Man, I'm sick of this bitch
Not you this particular bitch
Real talk man, I'm sick of this bitch
I'm sick of this bitch
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split
All she ever wanna do is kick it 'n shit
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split

I've been hearin' that fake ass track comin' out of your fake ass studio
And you ain't got even shit together
Wheres your CD? Where's the CD that you promised a long ass fuckin' time ago with your weak ass raps
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You ain't got nothin' to your name

All she ever wanna do is kick it 'n shit
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split

Before you lose what's best for you, and that is me motherfucker
Okay yup
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And I be in a fuckin' good damn mood
Been giving you kisses and hugs and shit

All she ever wanna do is kick it 'n shit
I'm 'bout to get rid of her like lickety split