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lirik lagu stop fuckin wit me – lil’ jon & the east side boyz

ladies an’ f-ckin’ gentlemen, wh-ssup?
it’s the ‘kings of f-ckin’ crunk’, you know it
me, your boy, lil jon, lil’ bo, big sam
on the motherf-ckin’ track, rick rubin, yeah

i don’t think y’all ready for this sh-t
y’all ain’t ready, n-gg-
nothin’ but some real gangsta sh-t, gangsta sh-t
for them n-gg-z an’ b-tches out there, yeah
now i’m havin’ a hard f-ckin’ life right now
an’ i’m gonna give y’all some of my f-ckin’ pain

why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me

you know, it seems like no matter
no matter how hard i f-ckin’ try
i can’t do the right motherf-ckin’ sh-t
like i be tryin’ an’ sh-t
an’ sh-t always be turnin’ out f-cked up

like my b-tch always on my f-ckin’ back
talkin’ ’bout i need to get a f-ckin’ job
talkin’ ’bout how i need to pay
my f-ckin’ child support an’ sh-t

b-tch, i’m out here tryin’ to do all that sh-t
an’ that sh-t don’t go my f-ckin’ way
sometimes you need to get the f-ck up off my back
an’ let me learn how to get this sh-t right on
i want you to stop f-ckin wit me
why don’t you stop f-ckin wit me?

why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me

b-tch, i’m tryin’ to get a job but it just don’t work
b-tch, i’m tryin’ to get a job but that sh-t don’t work
soon as i walk through the door, on they face is a smirk
soon as i walk through the door, on they face is a smirk

can’t hire no n-gg- like me in that b-tch
can’t hire no n-gg- like me in that b-tch
tattoos, gold teeth, n-gg- dreads an’ sh-t
tattoos, gold teeth, n-gg- dreads an’ sh-t

man, f-ck these n-gg-z, i’ll go back to sellin’ dope
man, f-ck these n-gg-z, i’ll go back to sellin’ dope
now my baby mama callin’ ’bout that child support
now my baby mama’s callin’ ’bout that child support

b-tch, back the f-ck up an’ let me smoke my weed
b-tch, back the f-ck up, let me smoke my weed
motherf-ck you b-tch, stop screamin’ at me
motherf-ck you b-tch, stop screamin’ at me

why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me

seem like no matter what the f-ck i do
my b-tch, she always on f-ckin’ top of me
i’m out here tryin’ to make f-ckin’ money an’ sh-t
an’ every time, i motherf-ckin’ come home
this b-tch always got somethin’ to say
i’m cheatin’ on her an’ sh-t, i ain’t doin’ nothin’

i’m tryin’ hard as i can, b-tch, leave me alone
i’m tryin’ hard as i can, b-tch, leave me alone
you better back your -ss up before you catch it to your dome
you better back your -ss up before you catch it to your dome

i’ve been out all day, all i want is a beer
i’ve been out all day, all i want is a beer
now here yo’ -ss come with bullsh-t in my ear
now here yo’ -ss come with bullsh-t in my ear

i ain’t been with no b-tch, been tryin’ to make this money
i ain’t been with no b-tch, been tryin’ to make this money
keep pushin’ a n-gg- an’ sh-t gon’ get funny
keep pushin’ a n-gg- an’ sh-t gon’ get funny

you mad ’cause you heard that your girl like me
you mad ’cause you heard that your girl like me
you better check that b-tch before you come an’ check me
you better check that b-tch before you come an’ check me

why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me

know what? i’m just gonna leave the motherf-ckin’ house
’cause if i stay in this motherf-cker
i’m gonna end up f-ckin’ yo’ -ss up
an’ i ain’t tryin’ to motherf-ckin’ go to jail

i’m goin’ to just jump in my motherf-ckin’ sh-t
get on the highway, find me some ‘dro
an’ get the f-ck away from your motherf-ckin’ -ss
’cause i’m about to lose my f-ckin’ mind
bye, b-tch, oh, sh-t, what the f-ck?
the motherf-ckin’ police behind me, sh-t

had to get out the house far away from my b-tch
i had to get out the house far away from my b-tch
’cause if i stayed any longer it might be some sh-t
if i stayed any longer it might be some sh-t

an’ now i’m on 85, wit my pedal to the floor
an’ now i’m on 85, wit my pedal to the floor
an’ a n-gg- just fired up a blunt of that ‘dro
an’ a n-gg- just fired up a blunt of that ‘dro

the police pulled me over on some seatbelt sh-t
the police pulled me over on some seatbelt sh-t
that’s when he finds out my license an’ my tag ain’t legit
that’s when he finds out my license an’ my tag ain’t legit

hope he don’t pop my truck ’cause in there is some sh-t
hope he don’t pop my truck ’cause in there is some sh-t
’cause i got ’bout three or four bricks in that b-tch
’cause i got ’bout three or four bricks in that b-tch

why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me
why you f-ckin’ wit me? stop f-ckin wit me
don’t be f-ckin’ wit me, stop f-ckin wit me

- lil jon the east side boyz

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