"When I Get Out (Duet with TQ)" genre: Contemporary Urban
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	Lyrics Ericka Yancey - When I Get Out f/ TQ Been in here about a year Never thought the game would take me under I'm 'bout to get my first tear While I'm sittin' in my sell I wonder What are you doin' outside Are givin' all my ass up You a dime so niggaz won't pass up Wait a minute nigga betta back up I told you long time ago I'll always have your back And you see I'm still comin' off wit half them checks So why you trippin' Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody Gettin' up in your stuff Soon as the jury said guilty I closed it up Bought you new bible wit a blunt in it Already rolled up Between Numbers and Dueteromy That where you'll find me Don't mind me I'm feenin' baby I want some ass real bad Locked up wit all of these hard legs Scrapin' daily, I miss my baby, I'm goin' crazy Gotta get out of this place can't you help me Chorus: How can you love me Somebody's gotta do it It's gotta be hard Ain't really nothin' to it But you make me happy Boy you never should of had no doubt Can't wait til you get out When I get out I already told you I guess I didn't believe it You spent all of your time Fucked up and gettin' weeded But you make me happy So I'm sittin' here countin' dayz down Can't wait til I get out When you get out Things can get back to the way they used to be You and me in the cromed out E Bumpin' bone thugz Got the pedel to the floor We dippin', kinda high and trippin' Yo shit is finga lickin' Wait a minute I really miss ya So don't get me started Sweatin' to bumpin' and grindin' right throught these bars yeah Got a little somethin' to help ya make Just picture me naked Can't feel your body and I hate it goin' crazy Gotta get my mind off this 'Bout to go to the mall buy an outfit Don't spend all my loochie Gon' be pissed And that's no bullshit Now who in the hell do you think that ya talkin to See I'm the woman in the world Who would put up wit you Got 72 mo' dayz in here And feels like 20 years Can't smoke, can't drink no beer Can't get no ass in here So when I finally come home It's goin' be on Cause I'll be lickin' and kissin' and stickin' Baby all week long Chorus[til end]

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