I wanna know who mothafuckin representin in here tonight
Hold on, hold on
I keep lettin you back in (lettin you back in)
How can I, explain myself?
Care for me, care for me, you said youd care for me
There for me, there for me, said youd be there for me (Lil Weezyana shit)
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd die for me (Murda on the beat)
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?
Care for me, care for me, I know you care for me (A song for yall to cut up to, you know?)
There for me, there for me, said youd be there for me (yeah)
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd die for me
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?
Everybody get your mothafuckin roll on
I know shorty and she doesnt want no slow song
Had a man last year, life goes on
Havent let that thing loose, girl, in so long
Youve been inside, know you like to lay low
Ive been peepin what you bringin to the table
Workin hard, girl, everything paid for
First, last phone bill, car note, cable
With your phone out, gotta hit them angles
With your phone out, snappin like you Fabo
And you showin off, but its alright
And you showin off, but its alright (alright!)
Its a short life, yeah
You said youd die for me, care for me, care for me
You said you care for me, care for me, care for me
Said youd be there for me, cry for me, cry for me
You said youd die for me, give to me, give to me
Why wont you live for me?
Thats a real one in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin up on these niggas
You gotta, be nice for what, to these niggas?
I understand
You got a hunnid bands
You got a baby Benz, you got some bad friends
High school pics, you was even bad then
You aint stressin off no lover in the past tense
You already had them
Work at 8 A.M., finish round five
Hoes talk down, you dont see em outside
Yeah, they dont really be the same offline
You know dark days, you know hard times
Doin overtime for the last month
Saturday, call the girls, get em gassed up
Gotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jump
Gotta hit the club like you hit them mothafuckin angles
With your phone out, snappin like you Fabo
And you showin off, but its alright
And you showin off, but its alright
Its a short life
Uh-huh! (Oh yeah!)
These hoes! (They hate!)
Your boy! (Today!)
I may! (Watch the breakdown)
Care for me, care for me, you said youd care for me
There for me, there for me, said youd be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd die for me
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?
Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that
Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that
Gotta, gotta, gotta g-g-gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta
Gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta, gotta make that jump, jump (lets go)
Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
Bend it over, over, over, over, over (Make that jump, jump)
Bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
Bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
Thats a real one in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin up on these niggas
You gotta be, nice for what, to these niggas?
I understand
Care for me, care for me, you said youd care for me
There for me, there for me, said youd be there for me
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd cry for me
Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them angles
Its a short life
Cry for me, cry for me, you said youd die for me
Give to me, give to me, why wont you live for me?