On My Way

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Okay baby, you sayin' that to say what? Uhh uhh, that's drama, no nah You done picked that shit up from yo' mama Now I ain't Finna to break nann fingernail going "oops" upside yo' head Yeah, I love you, baby, but not like that Yo' love ain't never paid my bills or put no clothes on my back Wait, "what do you see," said the blind man Who heard the deaf man say he saw Suga Free just drop the bomb and it went "boo yah" Then when I am feeling them year 2025 feelings I move, in a real way Sometimes I like a nice hot, proper, hairy head full of sweat from sex On the couch first And when it starts feeling good, you always stop saying "Ughhh, my m-m-mouth hurt!" And them chil'run Baby got kids so bad they'll piss you off to the highest level of pissitivity, running they mouth smelling like urine Don't hurt the pimpin' baby What we don't know each other no more because instead of a girlfriend I'd rather have a hoe You won't catch me holding hands, kicking cans, walking a tightrope saying "she loves me, she loves me not" man [Chorus] I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe (I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help me God) I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe (Because the name of the game is cop and blow) I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe (this time, don't leave nothing so you don't have to come back and get it) I can be on my way, on my way, on my way babe (Yeah, I know that's you callin' and hangin' up. Putting 187 in the pager) [Verse 2] Wait, no who the hell you talkin to? Always crying about what I do and don't do for you Now that's your problem always bringing up the past If I wasn't on parole I woulda kicked yo ass 'Cause you lookin for a sucker in the Wrong place You don't know it but a playa gets Lonely But that don't mean I have to act so Phony Because all you got to offer your Punanny Uhh uhh, nah What you got yo hands in my face for? Oh, you doin too much Wronger than two left shoes, but you don't know And I gotta get (gotta get) Out your house 'cause I be hungry And all you got is one potato with roots growing out of it I'm 24 right But in dog years let me see For every one human year that's seven years for a dog Follow me So seven times twenty-four - wait Seven times four is twenty eight Carry the two, alright I got the figure I'm one hundred and sixty-eight And its a shame that we can't do lunch 'Cause you get all riled up until I say "Baby, don't get your panties in a bunch" And just like jolly rancher candy The same way I peel of that plastic wrapper Is the same way I pulled of babies panties [Chorus] I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe (No, no, give me them keys, you leaving in a cab today baby) I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe (No, no, don't go looking up in that closet, because you don't got nothing up in there) I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe (Yeah don't be calling my mama house pestering everybody either!) I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe (Uhh, uhh, nah... I'll come see my son when I — Don't be poppin' up over here!) I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe (Where way? Take of that watch, that necklace, them rings, that belongs to her now) I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe (Oh, and before you go quit blowing up my pager with 911 just to see what I'm doing) I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe I can be on my way, on my way, on my way, babe