Wit Out U

Philthy Rich & Doughboyz Cashout - Rap
Wit Out U
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Duration: 4:06
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[Verse 1 ?] You be leaving and coming back, like LeBron [?] I be pissing you off, and I be tryna get you mad 2008, the year your boy was doing bad You let me hit the road in your car and move the bag Don't want you to leave me, and see you with no other niggas You don't want me [?] no other bitches Bonnie and Clide, I sware to God [?] fucking with us You [?] when I met you, I be like what's up with niggas? Motherfuck them niggas, 'cause they ain't no boss You used to fuck with such and such, but I ain't gon' talk Got a young nigga horney, by the way that you walk Seperate the girls from women, by the way that you talk Now look Every nigga need a real bitch to hold him down Out in Oakland with Philthy, dawg showed me round Bitches showing Cali love, throw a pussy at me Try not to fuck with no hoes, 'cause I know you wouldn't be happy [Verse 2: Philthy Rich] Don't give a fuck about no club songs or love songs Screaming free all my niggas, til my thugs home Nigga, you just what she want, nigga, I'm what she need 'Cause all that shit she do with you, she can't do with me These niggas'll die over [?] [?] bitch where I met you I was in the Masi, with nobody [?] So your hating ass partners need to mind [?] All them cars in your bio, none in your garage The bitch told me everything, how you really in love I'm in the field with these niggas, known to bust gats You in the field with some niggas who well known rats It's Philthy [Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni] I got me a bad bitch, Chanel bag bitch The type to hold the stash shit, never even ask shit Never stress or trip about all my old past shit She ride with me to the end, it's me and her all in that Benz It's me and her up in the mall, shopping all our stress away Motherfuck the both of them, I'm sure is what my exes say My name is what my neighbors say, her tat say the same thing Fuck with her for real, 'cause she was there when I just maintained I'm in the streets, just pray for me and wait for me I'm in them [?] like in them sheets, when you can't speak I need somebody on my side to hold down [?] wear the crowns
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- AKASH (POL)