I'm Wit Ya - Boosie Badazz & Webbie

What is this I heard you got a new miss Just broke up so You know that i'm pissed They say you're faithful I don't believe that shit, oh no oh no Oh i tried to act like i don't care But it doesn't seem fair You're so good to her And i tried to pretend i don't see All the things that you do You couldn't do for me I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause you didn't wanna Treat me right I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause you didn't wanna Treat me right Now you got another girl in yo life Giving her love all day all night I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause you didn't wanna Treat me right So i hear I met the wench before (Yeah i remember that time We went to pizza hut And you told me she Was your cousin) I hear you learned to open doors (When did you become such a damn gentlemen) Oh i tried to act like i don't care But it doesn't seem fair Your so good to her And i tried to pretend that i didn't see All the things that you do You couldn't do for me I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause you didn't wanna Treat me right I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause you didn't wanna Treat me right Now you got another girl in your life Giving her live all day all night I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause ya dont wanna Treat me right What does she do to you To make you give her everything Like you never did for me Call it jealousy But it's killing me Cause all that time When you were mine You didn't treat me right No no, no you didn't treat me right No no no I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause you didn't wanna Treat me right (treat me right) I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause you didn't wanna Treat me right Now you got another girl in yo life Giving her love all day all night I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause you didn't wanna Treat me right I was in love I, I was in love wit ya What the hell wit ya Cause you didn't wanna Treat me right You didn't want to treat me right All day and night What the hell wit ya

Grrah, like, it's that Sha Gz nigga Y'all niggas know whats goin' on, nigga Every O shot, everything flocked (War's Too Nasty) Suck my dick, nigga (Mmm, nah) Grrah, like (Turn that up, Young Madzz) Grrah, like Mr. Get-Gritty, I stay with my G, like I'm tryna hop out and creep Put that dot on his feet, put dot on his tee, then he go I had 'em runnin' on feet Thats a opp right there, oh, you think I ain't peep? Like They playin' hide and go seek, llike Fuck Cobby, reverse the V Smoke too much Notti (Notti), don't see how we see Fuck Dotty, like, he was on E (Bobby) Fuck Bobby, like, he should have read (Dotty) Like, I don't care if the cops on the streets (Suck my dick) I'm tryna up it and throw at his Ski (Hol' on) Catch EK, stay with ya G (Stay with ya G, nigga) Like, y'all niggas really OT (Suck my dick) Switch lanes, who drivin' better than me? (Wait, like what?) Watch out, I'm tryna dump out the V (Bow-bow-bow) Like, grrah, grrah Flick on the beam, put the dot on his bitch Like, hold on, I'm tryna flock on the Mitch (Grrah-grrah) Charlie, Zay, all in my spliff, like Nazzy, Rippy, dead right in piss (Suck my dick) Throw to my mans, now they dead, fuck a Rip (Rippy) Like, that boy laced, tryna get him, he slipped (Bobby) Nigga died in the back of the truck, not the whip, like (Hol' on) Like, like, I'm tryna blitz, like (Hol' on), like, like Jump at his bitch (C-Hii) Bend through they block, hit em' and dip, like (Don't run, don't—) He tried to run, but that nigga tripped (Hol' on), like, grrah We rearrange him and dip (Bow-bow), like nah That nigga just tryna diss (Bow-bow-bow) We gon' hop out that OJ (Like), bendin' through both ways (Suck my dick), if he move wock, I'ma up it and— Mr. Get-Gritty, I stay with my G, like I'm tryna hop out and creep Put that dot on his feet, put dot on his tee, then he go I had 'em runnin' on feet Thats a opp right there, oh, you think I ain't peep? Like They playin' hide and go seek, like Fuck Cobby, reverse the V Smoke too much Notti, don't see how we see (Fuck Dotty, like, he was on E) (Bobby) (Fuck Bobby, like, hop out and creep) (Dotty) (Put that dot on his feet, put dot to his tee, then he go) (I had 'em runnin' on feet) (Hold on) (Thats a opp right there, oh, you think I ain't peep?) (See EK) Like (They playin' hide and go seek) (Suck my dick) (Like, fuck Cobby, reverse the V) (Smoke too much Notti, don't see how we see) (Grrah-grrah, like)

Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure I'm doin' what your last nigga could never Fuck up the stove, blow her back when I'm with her Whatever you want, you can get it Ain't with no extra shit, she 'bout her cheddar Love when I smile, she say it make her wetter My ride or die she told me it's whatever You make me better She with whatever I'm with Might hit us a lick, then fuck on a bitch She with whatever I'm with We ballin' together, we both gon' assist She with whatever I'm with She ridin' with me, we never gon' stop She with whatever I'm with Ain't worried 'bout no other bitch takin' her spot Don't need a pen, this a vocal love letter I shot my shot at you like a Beretta See somethin' else I like and tell you go at her Why cheat when we can just fuck her together? Know all my shit but she far from a groupie Redbone syndrome, bought her some rubies Hold onto me tight, don't let go or you'll lose me Got shot by cupid, he must had a UZI (grrr) That Fashion Nova got her lookin' sexy She don't get what she want, she gon' call me petty When I walk through the door she like, "Let me smell it" Put it in her belly, every time we sexin', ugh (ugh) Okay (okay) Eat on me like I'm an entree (right now) We in a car at a fourway (seat back) Pussy so cold, like a snow day (yeah, yeah) She the headliner ain't no number two (two) Do I love her? Shit, I think I do (do) Fuck these hoes, all I want is you (you) Fuck these hoes, all I want is you (fuck these hoes) I'm her type, she like thuggish niggas (me) Perfect frame, guess I fit the picture (bag) With what I'm with, like a gang member She don't fight my bitches, she gon' hang with us Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure I'm doin' what your last nigga could never Fuck up the stove, blow her back when I'm with her Whatever you want, you can get it Ain't with no extra shit, she 'bout her cheddar Love when I smile, she say it make her wetter My ride or die she told me it's whatever You make me better She with whatever I'm with Might hit us a lick, then fuck on a bitch She with whatever I'm with We ballin' together, we both gon' assist She with whatever I'm with She ridin' with me, we never gon' stop She with whatever I'm with Ain't worried 'bout no other bitch takin' her spot Yeah (yeah) Body goals, like you fell outta heaven I like to gas you up, 7 Eleven Lookin' some like a snake in a beverage Take what I'm offerin', just like a reverend Say she don't care nothin' 'bout my status (nope) I'm in charge and she understand it Not a stick shift, she automatic (skrrt) Drive a Benz and she rock a Patek If a nigga ain't right she gon' put it in my ear And she hate it when I pull up, fuck on her, disappear So familiar with my scent, she can smell it when I'm nervous And you know she locked in, shawty watched me shed a tear All that talkin' tough, we ain't on that shit (nope) My lil' gangsta, she'll pistol whip a nigga' bitch More realer than these niggas, she don't play this shit (At all) Tell her something, she gon' do it now Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure I'm doin' what your last nigga could never Fuck up the stove, blow her back when I'm with her Whatever you want, you can get it Ain't with no extra shit, she 'bout her cheddar Love when I smile, she say it make her wetter My ride or die she told me it's whatever You make me better She with whatever I'm with Might hit us a lick, then fuck on a bitch She with whatever I'm with We ballin' together, we both gon' assist She with whatever I'm with She ridin' with me, we never gon' stop She with whatever I'm with Ain't worried 'bout no other bitch takin' her spot Yeah

I remember we was wilin' My first half of SP but this was way before the mob Everybody got a rock Tryin' to prove like a mutherfucker Try me I've popped (I've stopped) We been on the Henny fucked up This was when I was skinny and fucked up Nigga cluckin' for blood, get fucked up Memphis grisly, nigga we fucked up You remember that December when they ran with the money Baltimore tryin' to sue us, niggas playing with the money Went to war had a lot of niggas running Behind bars like a boss, how I'm coming Cancer hit I got scars on my stomach I remember all the nights you was stressing 'bout your momma Made me pick the phone up and call my motherfucking momma And say "I love you momma" We was young and fucked up in the head Drinkin' from the river if you fuckin' with my bread Had a little money, but we living in the red Living in the red, meaning we ain't got it like we said, keep it real wit' it Remember we first got a deal, nigga And you dropped "bad bitch" gave me "that shit is real nigga?" I was still in the field with 'em You was telling' me to quit, I was telling you to rap I was walking through the mob with a strap 10 chains on, I wasn't going for the jet Beefin' in the city where the niggas, they attack Boozie Badazz' boys bigger than his rap Remember when I told you I was going to the can You like man, my man, you going to the can I felt in your hug, in your hands Told you I'll be back in a minute Left the street, now I'm up in penitentiary And I'm hearing all these pussy niggas hating Saying damn, Boosie shit, Webbie going crazy We all going through it, pussy nigga stop hating Well I told 'em, I remember Remember they ran up in your house, got your bag, nigga Same time I was beefing with these rap niggas You had twins, they was beautiful as ever "Be a dad," what I told you in the letter I remain the same, how I ended in the end I'm always preaching game, nigga you don't need to drink Then you go preaching game, nigga you don't need to sing Why you drinking Henny, nigga why you selling Bourbon Where it did, well you must be fucking with his nerves Can't you burn these CDs, we gon' stomp you on the curb In that Monte Carlo when we first start to swerve Me, you and ball-head in the car full of herb Then we getting to it, now we fighting like some girls Who gon' drop first, nigga acting like some girl Never went to Church, man could said it was turnt Miss one night of pussy nigga, they be burnt Man we thug life for real pussy nigga, you be burnt When we was kids, we just wanted our turn In the hospital, me and you don't learn Steady as in God give us one more turn I remember, Webbie