CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Cry in it
Write in it, die in it, b*t*h, cry in it
Ride in the Rover and I really wanna fly in it
Girl I gotta ask you now
Of course why you sad and low
Got a lot of things I really wanna think, a laugh a lot
Forty rental b*t*hes and they sayin' I ain't sexy
I ain't give a f**k about nothing b*t*h I'm sad as sh*t
Tears in my eyes, got blood on my shirt
Where the f**k do I go? I think I've really gotta skirt
Got her ridin' 'round with me
I think you're dyin' 'round with me
b*t*h I don't give a f**k, I don't
Fly around with me
I don't care if you love me hoe
Ridin' 'round with me
f**kin' give me f**kin' top, when you wanna cry I seat
Hey
f**k with me, f**k with me, b*t*hes love with me
I said go, really really wanna go
Die in the snow, b*t*h I really wanna know
If you're takin' by the hand I broke, b*t*hes gotta go
Got a lot of cracks in my pocket, and I blow it up
Four b*t*hes in my f**kin' truck, and they blowin' up
Take 'em to the club, I take two kush and track it up
Then I take it to my motherf**kin' crib, I'm bleedin' up
Write in it, die in it, b*t*h, cry in it
Ride in the Rover and I really wanna fly in it
Girl I gotta ask you now
Of course why you sad and low
Got a lot of things I really wanna think, a laugh a lot
Forty rental b*t*hes and they sayin' I ain't sexy
I ain't give a f**k about nothing b*t*h I'm sad as sh*t
Tears in my eyes, got blood on my shirt
Where the f**k do I go? I think I've really gotta skirt
Ride in the Rover and I really wanna fly in it
Girl I gotta ask you now
Of course why you sad and low
Got a lot of things I really wanna think, a laugh a lot
Forty rental b*t*hes and they sayin' I ain't sexy
I ain't give a f**k about nothing b*t*h I'm sad as sh*t
Tears in my eyes, got blood on my shirt
Where the f**k do I go? I think I've really gotta skirt
Got her ridin' 'round with me
I think you're dyin' 'round with me
b*t*h I don't give a f**k, I don't
Fly around with me
I don't care if you love me hoe
Ridin' 'round with me
f**kin' give me f**kin' top, when you wanna cry I seat
Hey
f**k with me, f**k with me, b*t*hes love with me
I said go, really really wanna go
Die in the snow, b*t*h I really wanna know
If you're takin' by the hand I broke, b*t*hes gotta go
Got a lot of cracks in my pocket, and I blow it up
Four b*t*hes in my f**kin' truck, and they blowin' up
Take 'em to the club, I take two kush and track it up
Then I take it to my motherf**kin' crib, I'm bleedin' up
Write in it, die in it, b*t*h, cry in it
Ride in the Rover and I really wanna fly in it
Girl I gotta ask you now
Of course why you sad and low
Got a lot of things I really wanna think, a laugh a lot
Forty rental b*t*hes and they sayin' I ain't sexy
I ain't give a f**k about nothing b*t*h I'm sad as sh*t
Tears in my eyes, got blood on my shirt
Where the f**k do I go? I think I've really gotta skirt
