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No Exit
Lyricist:Akinyele Adams
I wanna get out this relationship But I'm scared that my man will flip He always swears how he's gonna kill me And fill me with the bullets from his clip
I met her in Queens, her personality was erotic She asked me where I come from and I just replied, 'The projects' Love at first sight as she was staring Checking me up and down, yeah, at the gear that I was wearing
I had an office jacket, Polo shirt, diamond on my hand Stonewashed pants ticked inside of some Timberlands Her eyes just stayed on my face She threw her hand on my hip and felt the four-fifths on my waist
Yo, my name is AK The hard rock shit that shot a cop with a Glock 'Cause he tried to make the money stop She didn't speak, she didn't start, she didn't talk All of the sudden, 'Let's take a walk through the park'
But it was dark, she didn't bother She probably thought I was trying to play her out Like a Central Park jogger But that's not my style that's what I'm telling ya Give me your number and I'll probably call you up on my cellular
At night we spoke for hours and hours and hours and hours Hot convo turned into cold showers Monogamy, yo, increased to pornography Miss Astrologist because she looked like a star to me
But I be dressing sharper than those brothers with Farrakahan Throwing a lucky charm without a leprachaun's arm Out on the streets dealing and sticking up I try to make her look appealing, I went out and started tricking bucks
I got her all dressed up, she used to look messed up Now all of her friends can't wait to be next up I need to get her thoughts fixed up She fell into a blender, she got the stuff all mixed up
She caught me talking about a quits But that's that old bullshit, it's ain't over 'til I say it's over, miss So if you wanna catch a fit, you catch a melon split Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Once you in there, ain't no exit
I wanna get out this relationship But I'm scared that my man will flip He always swears how he's gonna kill me And fill me with the bullets from his clip
I talk a good game of pain Put it in your ear and let it rain Benadryl can't stop the migraine Once my voice touch your brain
So you can talk that fast slang dialect But I got a tech to keep you in check Other words make you come correct Think that to stop giving the loving You must be smoking pesticide Because you're damn sure bugging
After one hit, you're ready to split What, are you test crashing cars? That's that ol' dum dum shit You don't flatter me trying to sign off You best to take the batteries out your watch If you want some time off
I write my name on your street curb So you can scratch my letters, girl If you wanna mark my words I got the Calimyne beside me
In case you wanna try me And break out on my ass like poison ivy You better take it or ease, roll up you sleeves And prepare to go all out like New Year's Eve
Trying to take my dough like a Swaggart Girl, I have to bag ya and fall on your head like Niagara Shit, you're bound to catch it once I start flexing Ayo bum, bitch, there ain't no exit
I wanna get out this relationship But I'm scared that my man will flip He always swears how he's gonna kill me And fill me with the bullets from his clip
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