Deeper - Freddie Gibbs/Madlib
Slamming
Half a thang of heron in the bathroom
Keep an AK and the backup in the backroom
Cook a meal clean and she suck me like a vacuum
Took a vacation to the county I'll be back soon
Sent a couple zero's money on my j pay
Paying off the c Io's smoking on the gateway
Word around the block when I was locked she gave my thang away
Bout to have a baby with a n**ga that's what they say they say
D**n
Well please say it ain't so
Took off the glove say it's love when it ain't though
Her classmate was coming over that was strange though
Apparently the homework ain't all he came for
Maybe yous a stank ho maybe that's a bit mean
Maybe you grew up and I'm still living like I'm sixteen
Like a child running wild in these sick streets
Man I put that b**ch up on her feet
She cut a n**ga deep
D**n
B**ch
That's deeper than a motherf**ker baby know what I'm saying
Slamming
Smack it up and flip it then I rub it down
Zip it up and then I ship it to another town
Smoking hello w**d while me and Willie bust a couple pounds
She used to like that type of sh*t now we don't f**k around
Girl you used to say them other niggards wasn't hood enough
Got your hood degree now niggards from the hood ain't good enough
B**ch you wasn't tripping when that old school was pulling up
You was short on ends at your college you
Would put em up put em up
Well b**ch I'm out here putting on
I hope you feel the pain I'm feeling when you hear this song
Don't want a n**ga that's gonna slang sh*t up in your home
But you ran off and got engaged man that sh*t was wrong
All to a n**ga that don't got nothing that I ain't got
Only difference is he trying to be a f**king astronaut
Saw this p**sy n**ga when I walked up in the barber shop
Green as a leaf looking sweet that cut a n**ga deep
D**n
So these the type of niggards you f**kin with now baby
Square a** motherf**ker you used to love a thug n**ga
Uh
I loved her and she loved him so I never touched him
She's got his baby in the oven so it's mother f**k him
Ain't tripping Luz you got a n**ga I just think you rushing
But leaving him to be with me ain't part of our discussion
Plus I'm on the road now different color h**s now
Layed back on the d**e I'm getting dollars off my shows now
B**ches wanna tie me down but I ain't in that mode now
Five years later why you calling up my phone now phone now
Well b**ch how you get the number
Like every other month I'm switching up that motherf**ker
Back on the bus I used to finger f**k her singing usher
Down on my luck and then she upped and left me for a sucker
I reminisce on all the crazy sh*t we did
You and me forever sh*t we say when we was kids
She say I'm having problems and I pray that he forgive
When he find out the baby ain't his that cut a n**ga deep
D**n
What the f**k
What you trying to say baby
The baby ain't his
Who's is it
