3LW


This Goes Out Lyrics

My mom and dem don't like ya, my friends all think you triflin,
but I don't feel quite like them, in fact I'm out to spite them,
the love we share is special, its on a whole
nother level, he's firm with me, he's gentle,
he's intimate, yet mental

But he's quick to flip,
he don't understand, street but sweet,
my kinda man, goes to church,
might be a thug, he breaks me off,
show a lot of love, disrespect,
he's off the heezy,
you don't want that, please believe me,
thats the only way he knows how to show me how much he cares.

This goes out to my bandana rockin, out on the blockers,
chasin that dough, bad baby daddies, 1st of the month,
child support, all non-votin', newport smoking,
I still got love for ya'll and this goes out to my 3rd strike paroller,
dry philly rollers, sittin' on dubs, cristal poppin, loud talkin, frontin,
drunk in the club, live wit yo mamma, always in drama,
I still got love for yall.

Somebody's always hatin, they're always sittin around waitin,
til you make a new mistake and get sent back
upstate and they can just say that "I told ya"
"Shoulda listened when I told ya",
So I'll cry on their shoulder,
They'll be so glad its over.

But he'quick to flip, he don't understand,
street but sweet, my kinda man, goes to church, might be a thug,
He breaks me off, shows alot of love,
no disrespect, he's off the heezy, you don't want that,
you gotta believe me, thats the only
way he knows how to show me how much he cares.

This goes out to my bandana rockin, out on the blockers,
chasin that dough, bad baby daddies,
1st of the month, child support, all non-votin', newport smoking,
I still got love for yall and this goes out to my 3rd strike paroller,
dry philly rollers, sittin on dubs, cristal poppin,
loud talkin, frontin, drunk in the club,
live wit yo mamma, always in drama, I still got love for yall...

(La, la, la... na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, la, la, la)
You keep chasin' that dough yeah... child support
I still got love for ya'll
And this goes out, to my 3rd strike parollers, dry philly rollers,
sittin' on dubs... drunk in the club yeah, yeah, yeah
I still got love for you, love for you, oh for ya'll

This goes to my bandana rockin', out on the blockers,
chasin' that dough, bad baby daddies, 1st of the month,
child support, all non-votin', Newport smokin',
I still got love for yall... and this goes out to my 3rd strike paroller,
dry philly rollers, sittin' on dubs, cristal poppin',
loud talkin', frontin', drunk in the club,
live wit yo mama, always in drama, i still got love for ya'll

(repeat to fade)

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