Letras
Huh huh huh huh
'Startin to feel like it all make sense
Why do I feel like you got no sense
Don't be afraid just gimme yo hand
Don't be afraid to enter my layer
Bitch imma rock that shit out slayer
Look at the jesus piece now pray up
Bitch I'm a certified retired playa
No I ain't proud of it, got nothing out of it
Got nothing out of it no I ain't proud of it tell you my secrets
Bitch ima changed man picked up the pieces
Look at the chain bitch, iced out jesus
Iced out cross, bitch imma floss
Do what I do bitch I do what I can
If that's not enough then go find a new man go do what you want
Why do I hear from ya friends you don't know what the fuck you want
One month you love me the next you don't
You got some thinking to do but you won't
Rather go clubbing and numb up the pain
Ain't that right love go do ya thing
It's all good love go do ya thing
You and ya pride and ya 'muhfuckin ego
Talking to you but it's you and ya ego
Huh huh huh huh huh
'Startin to feel like it all make sense
Why do I feel like you got no sense
Don't be afraid just gimme yo hand
Don't be afraid to enter my layer
Bitch imma rock that shit out slayer
Look at the jesus piece now pray up
Bitch I'm a certified retired playa