Ghetto Divorce

Lyrics

[Intro: Queen Pen] Yeah, so I guess by the time you get this kite, I'll be ghost, right? Haha, yup, check it [Verse 1: Queen Pen] For too many years, I had your back And for too many years, you gave me slack Tell me, what did you think, that I was an idiot For how many years you thought I'd take your shit? I'm out, I'm leavin' you with the whips and the cribs In exchange for the kids, and my happiness, haha (Ha) Ghetto divorce, how real is this? And oh yeah, tell your side bitch she in like Flynn I left enough food to last 'til the weekends And when its all gone, go eat wit your friends Since that's who you cherish, more then me The one who carried every last one of your seeds The one who did a bid for you when you copped one to three The one who was on your side when you copped your first ki Me and you, kid, we was meant to be Who'd've think that the streets'll make you flip on Queen? Uh-huh [Chorus: Miss Jones, Miss Jones & Queen Pen, Queen Pen] I'm doin' my thing (Thing), I'm movin' on (On) You won't appreciate a real bitch 'til she's gone (Gone) Never mind the drama and don't bother callin' me (Uh-huh) You'll never find a woman that looked out like me (Like me) I'm doin' my thing (Thing), I'm movin' on (On) You won't appreciate a real bitch 'til she's gone (Gone) Never mind the drama and don't bother callin' me You'll never find a woman that looked out like me (Check it, like me) [Verse 2: Queen Pen] For so many years concentrated on you Lost focus on myself, separated from my crew Allowed you to drain down my soul slowly I'd rather be in the projects than stress and luxuries So therefore, I'm leavin' you with all your ice That shit wasn't worth bein' alone at night That shit wasn't worth worryin' 'bout if you was alright So ignorant, you never knew your wrongs from your rights Never understood it, always was about the respect Not about me bein' your main chick with baguettes on my neck Not about me bein' the baddest bitch in the hottest whip It was about you bein' a real man to me and your kids, you heard? [Chorus: Miss Jones, Queen Pen, Miss Jones & Queen Pen] I'm doin' my thing (Uh-huh, thing), I'm movin' on (On) You won't appreciate a real bitch 'til she's gone (Gone) Never mind the drama and don't bother callin' me (Uh-huh) You'll never find a woman that looked out like me (Like me) I'm doin' my thing (Thing), I'm movin' on (On) You won't appreciate a real bitch 'til she's gone (Gone) Never mind the drama and your lame apology (Uh-huh, check it) You'll never find a woman that looked out like me (Check it, check it, check it) [Verse 3: Queen Pen] True I, made the choice to be a wife to a thug But you gotta understand, at first it was about the love But now, I don't know who the fuck you are I thought I never say, "I miss," when the times was hard When all I had was you, and you had me Instead of pushin' big boys, we was pushin' our feets I never shitted on you, strictly loyalty I lived how you lived, by the codes of the streets But you broke that, son, when you flipped out on me You'll never find another chick that'll hold you down like Queen Never, another chick that'll help you grip your bricks Never, another chick'll love you without your chips Tha'll ride up in a hooptie, as well as a six You gon' miss me when I'm gone, P.S. it was real kid Uh-huh, Miss Jones break it down, how you feel about this? [Chorus: Miss Jones] I'm doin' my thing (Thing), I'm movin' on (On) You won't appreciate a real bitch 'til she's gone (Gone) Never mind the drama and don't bother callin' me You'll never find a woman that looked out like me I'm doin' my thing (Thing), I'm movin' on (On) You won't appreciate a real bitch 'til she's gone (Gone) Never mind the drama and your lame apology You'll never find a woman that looked out like me I'm doin' my thing (Thing), I'm movin' on (On) You won't appreciate a real bitch 'til she's gone (Gone) Never mind the drama and don't bother callin' me You'll never find a woman that looked out like me I'm doin' my thing (Thing), I'm movin' on (On) You won't appreciate a real bitch 'til she's gone (Gone)