Addicted to Indo and Hennessy
I'm stressed on, got my vest on
Let's hit the streets, time to put the West on
Friday night, and I'm chillin' with my baby
In a black 600, Lorenzos on it
And I'm all up on them thighs, smokin' on doja
So I guess I didn't see the niggas behind me ...
We're at the stoplight (get out yo car, nigga)
Before I exit (they start the pullin' triggas)
So now I'm duckin' and I'm divin', tryin' to survive and
All I can hear is gunshots and cryin'
And In an instant (looks like the cryin' stopped)
When I looked at my Benz, all my windows bucked out
I see my girlfriend layin' on the asphalt bleedin' lookin' dead at me
And all I can say is ...
Bye bye, baby, I can't believe it
These niggas just shot my baby
The only thing that make me go crazy
Somebody gon' feel my .380
My, my baby, won't live to see it
It's gon' be murder, I guarantee it
Ya already had it comin' boy for steppin' on me
But y'all shouldn't have fucked with my baby ...
Now I met her at the Beverly, and she was like the bombest
(She had me goin', nigga) I'm goin' be honest
She was stacked with big backs behind her
Matter of fact, she kinda little like Tyra
All the niggas used to stop when they seen her
Dressed in black, laid back demeanor
(Gone now) And I'm all upset
(I'm like a grown child) I want my baby back
(But now it's on, pal) All things behind us
I wanna take you where no one can find ya, mind ya
I'm about to go crazy (gimme my baby)
Gimme my baby ...
Now I try not to think about all the things we did together
We had the bedroom walls just shakin' from in the livin' room
I was so infatuated with everythin' you do
Somebody took you away from me with a shell or two
And I'm-a ride 'cause that's what the hell I do
Gon' be some madness, girl, I'm tellin' you
This shell's for you, what they wanna do ...
(Chorus to fade)