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Stop banging on the damn door (You Know It) Please Lord take my soul I can't take no more Please Lord save my soul I can't wait no more I'm waiting for you I done made mistakes, can't take em back Getting hard to even interact 100 Plaques or $100 will change ways Feelings still attached Getting hard to even maintain Bust down really plain jane Call my momma for an explanation Call my phone, fuck the hesitation Need resuscitation Evil lurking in emancipation Evil lurking when admitting patients Takes a long time to get to know me Know you're saying that you want to leave I'm waiting for you (I'm waiting for you) Darling come and climb on top of me (On my way) I ain't close to where I want to be (On my way) If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live Cousins closer than my brothers Ain't because I don't love em No, I had to get accustomed to all the things that I wasn't Dipped a lot inside the budget Gambled money right away Made it back in a day Gambled harder for the cake Look inside a winner's face Made it out the devil's gates Feelings always put away Can't rely upon the fakes Your dog will turn into a snake My dog will turn into a Dane I'm waiting for you Watch my back, for yall I'll lead Kings and Queens are all we breed I'm waiting for you If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live I'm waiting for you Love, OSHEA IV Make the first move, I want you Bills on your heels, go on and flaunt boo I'm waiting for you Dip low on 1,2 And hit a 3-step We next, deflect Stack a milli if you give me funds Still filthy, never been a bum Came close when I was 23 Now I know why you love that HeeHee HeeHee HeeHee I'm waiting for you Stop banging on the damn door Never stash the dope in the floor Stop banging on the damn door Never stash the dope in the floor Stop banging on the damn door Never stash the dope in the floor Stop banging on the damn door Never stash the dope in the floor Stop banging on the damn door Never stash the dope in the floor Stop banging on the damn door Never stash the dope in the floor Why are you lying to me baby Don't provoke me, I ain't Jody Why are you lying to me baby Don't provoke me, I ain't Jody Why are you lying to me baby Don't provoke me, I ain't Jody Why are you lying to me baby Born out the Beach, time to raise the man CPS is where I raised my hand D.C. slang because my folks from up North But they moved out of town with a crazy plan Started out in Janaf until I flew out to Rota Came back into town and spent some more time in Norfolk Soon as they split it turned my heart a lot colder Relocated out the Peake in the summer You Know It So Virginia because I'm versatile If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live Stagedive, might hurt the crowd Can't explain why it hurts to smile I'm waiting for you I'm from where you see your stepfather more than your momma You pray he's legit And he ain't with the drama Touch me or my momma, it's going to be a problem From where you're cozy or feelings turn solemn Said you want to make but can't get up out of the shit that you're in When we wanted shit we just stole from MacArthur Hit up Ms. Linda, I'm stretching this $1 Why are you lying to me baby Why are you lying to me baby Why are you lying to me baby Stop banging on the damn door
Writer(s): Charles Swinton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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