
i can't - crispy gotti lyrics
[verse 1: babyface ray]
i sware i need to leave that b*tch alone, but i can’t
told me to leave that lean alone, but i drank
[?] in the city, b*tch, i stank
400 for them new [?] with the paint
bottles in the club, ’cause i like how it taste
i ain’t tripping on sh*t, i’m tied in, b*tch, i’m straight
ex ho called, said n*gga, you fake
my other b*tch called, said n*gga, i’m late
i’ve been going through some sh*t, so i wake up and pray
wake up, bring it right to your place, what you pay?
new gucci gym shoes i got on, no lace
my k!llers ain’t gorillas no more, man, they apes
so watch what you say, matter fact, get the f*ck out my face
two swishers tied up, and thеy stuffed with an eighth
it’s still team east, green guys, sеrve game
going [?] them ghetto boys on the way
[chorus: peezy]
waiting on me to fall off, i can’t
leave out the house without the strap, i can’t
waiting on me to stop selling crack, but i can’t
say i need to stay up out the trap, but i can’t
really need to leave these hoes alone, i can’t
need to stay my ass up off the road, but i can’t
stay up on my ass and be broke, i can’t
man, you n*ggas think this sh*t a joke, but i can’t
yeah
[verse 2: crispy gotti]
i got that blue money, balenciaga shoe money
hit the club and make it rain, that’s just how i do money
baseballer who money
bentley truck or coupe money
made her f*ck me for the louis or the gucci boost money
from the west on the eastside with it
pimpin hoes from the [?] to the eastside, n*gga
gotti baby in his prime, like he [?], n*gga
heavy drugs, popping bottles, like [?] n*gga
you a [?] n*gga
all this ice like [?] n*gga
grand hustle in the trap, like i’m t.i. with it
sitting back catching passes, like i’m [?] n*gga
[?] pros with a couple of my eastside n*ggas
if you want it, come and get it, boy, i got a lot
nick cannon with the chopper, b*tch, i’m wilding out
out the window, sliding down, b*tch, i’m sliding out
shots flying, and a whole lot of bodies drop
[chorus: peezy]
waiting on me to fall off, i can’t
leave out the house without the strap, i can’t
waiting on me to stop selling crack, but i can’t
say i need to stay up out the trap, but i can’t
really need to leave these hoes alone, i can’t
need to stay my ass up off the road, but i can’t
stay up on my ass and be broke, i can’t
man, you n*ggas think this sh*t a joke, but i can’t
yeah
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