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  • Hurricane Chris
  • Album(s)
  • 51/50 Ratchet (buy)
  • [Intro:]
    Ay ay ay ay ay hurricane ay ay ay ay I can't be wit you no more lil mama.

    [Chorus:]
    And that's why I'm leaving you
    Sick of everything that you put me through
    And I don't wanna be with you
    I'm sorry I can't be with you.

    And that's why I'm leaving you
    Sick of everything that you put me through
    And I don't wanna be with you
    I'm sorry I can't be with you.

    (ay this how it is)

    [Verse 1:]
    Lil mama I got love for yo ass, but you be trippin tho. I'm sick and tierd of how you trip
    when I speak to folks at the store. I told you my lil dog got hurt, we had beef, you told me
    nigga please, you probaly just with some freaks. Now see this just be what I'm talkin bout, I
    need me a gutta chick, who gon keep it gutta with, Hurricane Chris-agist. Hurricane it don't
    really matta hold me down, and that ain't wat you doin so you need to move around. I need
    somebody that's gon cook for me, fix my plate and rub my back. But all you do is fuss and
    fight, like you just don't know how to act. I'm sick and tired of hollerin, and fussin and
    fightin, ain't wit it, don't like it, don't do it, not likely. Lil mama I'm a pieces, you could
    neva be my wifey, you act like you don't like me unless I'm driving something pricey. [repeat x1]

    [Chorus:]
    And that's why I'm leaving you
    Sick of everything that you put me through
    And I don't wanna be with you
    I'm sorry I can't be with you.

    And that's why I'm leaving you
    Sick of everything that you put me through
    And I don't wanna be with you
    I'm sorry I can't be with you.

    [Verse 2:]
    (ay) Okay so know it's getting crucial. I feel like your comments useless. Nothing to it, but
    to do it, get your bags and get to it. Get outta my bed, get outta my room, get outta my house,
    get outta my life.And you can't come back and holla when you get your mind right, 'cause as far
    as I'm concerned you ain't got nothing I like. Need to keep on kickin and walkin the other way.
    Please stay outta my face, I ain't got nothing to say, but Ay Bay Bay I say that in every
    phrase. This supposed to be a sad song, but I said Ay Bay Bay. And I can't stand the way you
    act when people hang up in your face, what that got to do with me, that's your phone anyway.
    Why in the hell would I give them your number to catch myself up in my game, I am not lame, I
    got game, H-U double R - I to the Cane. So get your things hope on the bus you came, I think
    it's by time you swang.And do your thing evrything gon be okay, everything gon be okay.

    [Chorus:]
    And that's why I'm leaving you
    Sick of everything that you put me through
    And I don't wanna be with you
    I'm sorry I can't be with you.

    And that's why I'm leaving you
    Sick of everything that you put me through
    And I don't wanna be with you
    I'm sorry I can't be with you.

    [Verse 3:]
    Now baby how you gon play games with a beast like me. No matta what them otha dudes think they
    might be. I gots to be G till the day that I die. That's why you gotta leave I'm tired of
    tellin you bye. Get the hell up outta my sight, lil mama you think I'm lien, here some money
    for a cab hope you have a nice ride. Ratchet city we go live cut a chick loose with no ties.
    Now I'm on another mission with my money on my mind, constanly thinking of another way that I
    can go shine. And when I leave, I'm leaving with the doors suicide. And you betta be out my
    house when I get back, I ain't lien.

    [Chorus:]
    And that's why I'm leaving you
    Sick of everything that you put me through
    And I don't wanna be with you
    I'm sorry I can't be with you.

    And that's why I'm leaving you
    Sick of everything that you put me through
    And I don't wanna be with you
    I'm sorry I can't be with you.

    [Music fades out]

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