Текст песни Stevie J - Out For The Count
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[Stevie J]Uh, uh, uhYo Eve[Eve]Hey nigga check this hereI`m about to give it to you real clearE-V-E ain`t about the bullshitGame playin, wanna be a third nigga do it elsewhereOh so what you tryna make me bitterShit better act rightI`ll pull another niggaI don`t want no little boyI ain`t no babysitterYou want a chicken?Go ahead make her lay your eggs niggaCause I ain`t with thatI`ll leave you lonely, cryingHuh baby you dig that?And I leave can`t get none of your gifts backTake your carHave you calling cabbies just to get homeAnd when you all alone Don`t wanna hear you ring my phoneThat`s right, baby act rightGot no time for the bullshitCause I`mma have my niggas running at your door to bustDon`t try to duck, you and that bitch with a full clipCome on[Stevie J]One night back in JulyShe was standing outside the clubSo fly she caught my eyeBut you know that was not enoughI tried to get closer to shortyBut wifey had peeped my gameShe looked at her funnyThey had wordsAnd I was the one to blameIt started out one dayComing on a rainy dayThe sooner I do it, she never even stood a chanceMore will come, but there`s only one championShe was out for the count againIt took about one hour laterI started to make my moveOut on the dancefloorWhen wifey returned she was through from powder roomShe saw me, freaking the same way I doWhen I dance with herAnd maybe if I would have played the right cardsShe wouldn`t be hurtIt started out one dayComing on a rainy dayThe sooner I do it, she never even stood a chanceMore will come, but there`s only one championShe was out for the count againI`m sorry for doing you wrongI know that I have been a fool for too longBut if you choose to go awayGirl I feel that you should knowI really wanna changeI changed, girl I have changed[Eve]Hey what I look like, a child?This ain`t no fuckin` smileIt`s a frown, Ruff Ryde show you how I get downWon`t take long, it`ll be a quick poundGot a bob and weave, and a hitting soundEmbarrasing have you running around crying(Get her off me, somebody help me now)Huh, too late ma, you gotta get your shit splitNow that`s for acting dumb like you ain`t know who you was wit`You see this R around my neckI don`t allow disrespectBitch you must`ve really thought I slept with the wrong oneSee me drinkin` think I`m touchedNext time you see this thugYou gonna be walking on a crutchAnd for you sorry niggaYou and that bitch can be togetherForever sleeping in the same ditchThat`s it, I`mma leave, you ain`t doing me rightPlay fair, or I`mma play dirty out your life, huhIt started out one dayComing on a rainy dayThe sooner I do it, she never even stood a chanceMore will come, but there`s only one championShe was out for the count again