Akinyele - Bags Packed

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This another one of those Ak shits youknowhatI`msayin? 
This right here`s about a girl 
who wanna live in your house for free, without a J.O.B. 
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I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, SEE-YA 
I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, SEE-YA 
I got your bags packed, I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave you gotta leave YO 

I`ll make your head bloody red if you don`t get out 
And if you scream and shout, I`ll put the bandages on your mouth 
No livin for free on my couch 
And yo I ain`t operatin, no type of Covenant House 
You get no help HERE, my name ain`t wel-FARE 
Uh uh dear, take that bullshit else-WHERE 
Your ass gotta go if you don`t got dough 
Call me what you want, woman, because you`re just another hoe 
I know you`d probably make a good mother miss 
But I don`t got no time to be bothered with no broke bitch 
Riffin at the mouth, get you kicked out, without no whereabouts 
The Loveboat shape up and ship out 
and take everything you came with when you was startin 
This ain`t a world tour, no more trips to this apartment 
I want your ass to be ghost 
And now, all of a sudden you wanna get close, huh 

I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, SEE-YA 
I got your bags packed, you gotta leave, SEE-YA 
I got your bags packed, I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave you gotta leave check it 

Umm, get your clothes, use common sense 
I don`t sell pantyhose, I don`t got time for non +Nonsense+ 
Kindly pack up your shit 
Remember you`re not down with the olympics, so don`t try to flip! 
I`ll reach for the glock, aim for your snotbox 
The neighbor hear the shots, the neighbor call the cops 
But I won`t do a date upstate 
I just perform that old Mike Tyson play and cry out RAPE 
Before you burst, gimme my keys, stop pleadin for please 
This ain`t church, get off your fuckin knees 
I`m not lookin for no blow job, you better get a real job 
so we can have some dough Hobbes 
I won`t FRONT, I used to love it when we`d HUMP 
You`re not my STUNT, tomorrow`s the first of the MONTH 
You don`t have half the rent, I`m knockin cuttin nose flat 
Girlfriend I got your bags packed 

Huh, I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, SEE-YA 
I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed 

I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, SEE-YA 
I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave you gotta leave, check it 

Umm, wipe up them cryin tears 
Cause like an automatic car, you don`t got no gear 
Get ready to put an end to that Cinderella book 
Throw out them Jordache jeans, cause it wasn`t seem 
to givin you the LOOK, that you`ve been searchin for 
And plus I heard you`re not with, baggin up shit 
at no grocery store -- it just makes your furious 
As if you got shot in the butt cause now you`re dead-ass serious 
Don`t know what to do, nowhere to go 
But no haps over here, cause this ain`t, the Welcome Back Kotter show 
Forget all the nights you spent 
cause ain`t nothin goin on, but my rent, huh 
SHIT, you better take a good look 
at the road cause that`s you`re bout to hit 
And it ain`t no comin back 
Girlfriend, I got your bags packed 

Huh, I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, SEE-YA 
I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, SEE-YA 

I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, SEE-YA 
I got your bags packed 
You gotta leave you gotta leave I gotta go, check it 

Aiyyo baby I`m not `The one` 
I said my man Serge he`s not `The one` 
And my man named Ant he`s not `The one` 
And my man Earl is sho` ain`t not `The one` 
Aiyyo aiyyo girlfriend we ain`t not `The one` 
My man Extra P, he`s not `The one` 
And you know how it goes.. `The one` 
`The one` .. 
*fades*