Testi musica canzoni

Im pretty sick and tired
Im getting sick and tired
Very sick and tired
Homie

[Verse 1]

If I had a coop right now, itll be on E
First time I feel I aint pretty, gimme TLC
Raise ya hand mutha f**ka if ya feel like me
Live like me and ya know dis real like me
Thers beef for da cats who aint got nuthin
And humble too
But damn f**ked up shit hada humble you
It aint ova it jus feel like it crumbled boom
Now it diss you, said I wanna rumble too

Now if ya sick and tired say it quick say it proud
If ya sick and tired say it now say it loud
Finally got the crowd poppin and crack cockran
Gabbi representn St. Louis and aint stopping
Im sick and tired of this lame brain shit
Kwon getting money, now Kwon getting fittyz
Say whatever you say how you say its about me
How look at this crowd be sick and tired without me

[Hook]

You aint gotta like me
I aint gotta like you
And I aint gotta like you
You aint gotta me
And You aint gotta like me
I aint gotta like you
First time its f**k Me
Then nigga its f**k you

You aint gotta like me
I aint gotta like you
And I aint gotta like you
You aint gotta me
And You aint gotta like me
I aint gotta like you
First time its f**k Me
Then nigga its f**k you

[Verse 2]

I been bamboozled, too many times with f**ken lood
Dawg Im sick and, Im sick and tired of ya gurlz
Keep it Deuce Deuce, HOO, tucked in a room
f**k her, stash in da car, I Got Haash in the car
Looken as they chink I got ass in they jaw
Im tired of these hoes tryin to tell Kwon to go, Been Raw
Im a gangsta mutha f**ka, f**k who you are
I told you Kwon been drinkin, then piss on the bar
I dont give