[Talking]

Nope, It ain't happening, not over here. You ain't finna get a fast

motherfucking come up over here shawty. HELL NAW!!



[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]

Shawty was so real back in '96

Before the big life all the ice and all the bricks

Was small time grindin', high school rhymin'

Just broke up with my bitch so it was like perfect timing

She wouldn't a dime piece, she wouldn't a nine piece

But bout a six or a seven but was real sweet



But she was gangsta in other words thugged-out

But she was trafficing and manufacturin' drugs out

She was a little older she was a little bolder

Than all my other hoes, she drove a blue Corolla

We used to walk to class, I used to hold her folder

You know that in-between green shit to win her over

But fuck it, I'm a soldier, by now she should've noticed

That ya boy gone spit vocals or gone sell yola

She had nice goals future thought-out with a plan

But let me tell you how this bitch was trying to break a man



[Chorus]

Tryin', tryin', to break a man

I don't understand



[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]

I told you she was real, at least I thought she was

I fucked with her for years, but that was just because

The situation seemed like it was meant to be

Until the money came I thought we was the perfect team

I worked a little harder, yes, i was like my father

All through the rain, sleet, and snow like it was no tomorrow

I had to stack my dollars, real niggaz do real things like the lifetime in

volume 1 of Sean Carter

I started flippin' cars, she started flippin' out

I tried to figure out what the fuck she bitchin' bout

She go a little crazy, she got a little lazy

No more with future plans and goals she only talkin babies

I''m only talkin maybe

She constantly talkin' give me

Don't wanna hustle don't wanna work, I guess she out to get me

My money won't decrease by any circumstance

I ain't gone give you shit, you ain't gone break a man



[Chorus]



[Verse 3: Nakia Shine]

Now we didn't have a pot to piss in

Shawty that's when you would listen

My down ass Memphis bitch, just playin yo postion

This before you had my son, this before I had a name

This before i copped the deal, this before I let it WANG

Told you was my plan was to try to come up on some change

Do my music out of town, i got to hoppin' on the planes

All the time away from home, shit you wasn't in my trust

While I'm out of town Rap Hustlin', doing this shit for us

All of a sudden you need some space, so I let you breathe

Went and got yo own place, and I was wrong for lettin' you leave?

Now I'm back to fuckin' niggaz hoes, back to fuckin' bitched friends

Seen the spot I'm livin' in, got mad when I went and got the Benz

Now you want some dividends, now you wanna go to court

I give Nick everything he need, why you filing child support?

Left me, and now you hurt cause you ain't in my plans

You got me fucked up shawty and you tryin' to Break a man (DAMN)



[Chorus til end]Thanks to thudord@yahoo.com