Lyrics Sean Price – Bye Bye
Text:
Buckshot:
We started out… tight, all so right
Smiles ultra bright, it was worth the fight
Remember we used to talk, on the boardwalk
Now it’s missing the spark, can’t light the flame
Ain’t quite the same, that’s life in the game
Ain’t really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low
You the only reason I’m still with it, I gotta blow
See a long time ago, I made the promise
To buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest
I know I coulda called you more
Even though my niggas hustlin’ in Baltimore
I’d call you call, you’d call I call
But, I ain’t callin no more, call a U-Haul
Cause you off
Sean Price:
Clit lickin’, big dick stickin’
Shorty rob all the stock outfit from Pitkin
I’ll rip the fifth and
I ain’t playin’ witcha paw
Leave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita
Bitches saw Sean on the TV screen
Said the nigga look good but he still seem mean
Bitches thinkin I’m a basket case
You can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet
I’m giving you dick, I’m living in debt
You giving me lip, riffin’ by the living room set
Might smack off half of ya face
Type wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape
Ike Turner with the.44 that flare fo’sho
Keep walking, keep moving
You can fall, cause you not all that
Sean Price:
We went from run, catch and kiss to some blunt passing shit
Now I hunt that, front back, dump that and split
Started out cool, Betsy Head pool
Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter
Pardon me miss, I couldn’t resist
Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits
You wanna see Ruck flip? Shit
You wanna see rough dick?
Buckshot:
First you said all you want is love and affection
Now you wanna show thug a lil’ respect when
The question that I have for you
Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you
Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls, in my lap was a rose
For a chick named Rose, that I really was supposed to see
See, ain’t no owning me
You off now, you can cross the street
Keep walking, keep running
If you think you can shake us, another thing coming
You ain’t really all that
You can fall back (fall back), now don’t call back
Keep walking, keep running
If you think you can shake us, another thing coming
You ain’t really all that
You can fall back (fall back), now don’t call back
Album
Sean Price – Monkey Barz
