Young Gunz - The Way It Goes Lyrics
(Young Chris talking)G - I - F - IGet In Where You Fit In, babyYou know, roll wit ya boyzGunnaz!!(Verse 1:Young Chris)Honestly, my favorite type of geara scrunchie for a hair, LaPerle underwear?????, baby girl dont care who thereall i know she dont care who herethats what i love about hermake the thugs bring the love up out emshe know you comin, she gon stop and bring the ???up out emThey learn enough about 'emThey get enough up out 'emJust like a nigga that she ***** give a ***** about herThats my type, babyNo disrespect to tha bourgeois and too polite ladiesi'll do tha wife, maybemaybe later when a player in his thirtiesman i cant afford these young'ns tryna play a nigga dirtyhave me up all night talkin bout i cant sleeptoo hurt to eat, baby girl neva C, that be heNot me i'm way a better cheatYou know me better, bwe just ***** em and duck em and leave em..Chorus(2X)All night cant sleep too hurt to eatThats the way it goesThats the way it goes(Verse 2)See all my life i've been the type to keep a lil ??Fresh in the mornin put it on me , cook a lil gritsShe like to touch my lipsyea i like to touch her hipsThen we get it poppin when a player get enough to splitBack to that block where i beI'm on her mind thoughI wanna call her and ??? her i'm on my grind thoughshe wanna ride on the love trainBut love man, aint what i'm here forThats not what i care forI'm in and out when i wannaDont wanna one-aWe could kick it in the winterbut i'm cool in the summerI rather go through my actWith them ??? on her lapWe on the corner, nigga heavy and he packin stacksQuality time, you outta ya mindyou steppin over ya linei know that you finebut all i do is ***** em and duck empops told me dont trust emEvery night is another onePuda got em up....Chorus(2x)Verse 3:Baby girl, dont act foolish when you know that you know bettaI keep you fine cuz you a dime but you gets no cheddarIts hard to show feelings when you know you aint got noneI aint the type of brother that'll bail soon as ya drop oneI'ma in the crib yea soon as tha block donei lay pipe all night so let tha bed bugs biteShe grippin the sheets tighti ??? when she leave twiceOh you got the right onewe sex till the sun comeGood thing i brought a box of them Magnumsor nine months later she pop out wit a bad oneAnd everything when a chicken be nagginlistening to her girlfriends, now she want more endsTaking out my benz, scraping up my rimsevery other weekend she out, girlfriend be clubbinWent from somethin to nothin now she huffin and puffincuz a nigga be frontin and i got her up....Chorus(2x)Fade to end.....
