E.m.s
E.m.s - Used lyrics
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[Intro] So I be on tha high-tension wire So, I be a little bit high right now E.M.S [Verse 1] Oh no, so I lay back and relax Lookin' right in your face Oh no, I said, I lay back and relax Smokin' ma marijuana, (na-ah) Baby you snobbin' and formin' 'Cause you got boobies and titties You keep catwalkin' and talkin' like you are priceless 'Em Niggas used that You are a used shit I need no used shit I need'a new bitch [Bridge] You are a used shit (I need'a new shit) I need no used shit (I need'a new shit) I need'a new shit (I need'a new shit) I mean a good bitch You are a used shit (I need'a new shit) I need no used shit (I need'a new shit) I need'a new shit (I need'a new shit) I mean a good bitch [Verse 2] Fresh out the oven, She told me, “E, Stop You're disrespectin' me, Nigga, for what? I gotta tell you, Nigga, that's enough or I'ma pick​ a knife and put it in your heart You never know what it's like growin' up as a little kid havin' no Dad and no Mom You've disrespected me, Nigga, for what? I gotta tell you, Nigga, f**k it, that's enough You never know what it's like havin' no food and no shelter, Nigga you been there before? You never no what it's like havin' nothin' to certify you for a job Nigga, why you justifyin' all actions that I took so I may succeed You've disrespected me, Nigga, for what? I gotta tell you, Nigga, f**k it, that's enough Worry me not till you clean up your anus Real money comes when I hop on this penis You've disrespected me, Nigga, for what? I gotta tell you, Nigga, f**k it, that's enough This gonna be the last time that I tell you Next time I'd be forced to silence you Where are your manners? Heard that you lost it Better ask your bitch to help you go find it†[Verse 3] Couldn't ignore that, I told her, “V, stop You gettin' angry, baby, for what? I gotta tell you, baby, that enough or I'ma beat the f**kin' Devil out your soul There are so many ways to make that money rather than f**kin' niggas, baby you know You gettin' angry, baby, for what? I gotta tell you, baby, f**k it, that enough The truth is bitter, better get used to it I'm a preacher I ain't paint no picture If Gabriel stabs you today and Beelzebub calls me I'ma tell him, “Hey, never you stitch her Fact; 'No nobody wants to marry you 'Cause all 'em Niggas know you've been overused' You gettin' angry, baby, for what? I gotta tell you, baby, f**k it, that enough Ain't got ma time 'Cause I ain't got those pennies You'll have ma time when I'm finally famous You gettin' angry, baby, for what? I gotta tell you, baby, f**k it, that enough This gonna be the last time that I tell you Next time it ain't gon be me and you Where's your virginity? Heard that you lost it That I really know you can never find it†[Outro] 'Em Niggas used that You are a used shit I need'a new shit