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Akinyele - No Exit
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I wanna get out this relationship But Im scared that my man will flip He always swears how hes gonna kill me And fill me with the bullets from his clip [verse 1] 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 didnt speak, she didnt start, she didnt talk All of the sudden lets take a walk through the park But it was dark, she didnt bother She probably thought I was trying to play her out Like a central park jogger But thats not my style thats what Im telling ya Give me your number and Ill 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 leprachauns 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 cant 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 thats that old bullshit Its aint over til I say its over, miss So if you wanna catch a fit, you catch a melon split Once you in there aint no exit Chorus [verse 2] I talk a good game of pain Put it in your ear and let it rain Benadryl cant stop the migrane Once my voice touch your brain So you can talk that fast slang dialect But I got a tec to keep you in check Other words make you come correct Think that to stop giving the loving You must be smoking pestacide because youre damn sure bugging After one hit youre ready to split What, are you test crashing cars? Thats that ol dum dum shit You dont flatter me tring 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 scratchmy letetrs 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 years eve Trying to take my dough like a swaggart Girl, I have to bag ya and fall on your head like niagra Shit, youre bound to catch it, once I start flexing Ayo bum bitch there aint no exit Chorus
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