On My Way (feat. El DeBarge)

Okay, baby, you saying that to say what?

Uh-uh, that's drama

No, no, you didn't pick that shit up from  your momma

Now I ain't finna to break no finger nail

Going, oops, up side your head

Yeah, I love you, baby, but not like that

Your love ain't never paid my bills or put no clothes on my back

Wait, what do you see? said the blind man or heard the deaf man

Say he saw Suga Free just drop the bomb and it went, boo-ya

Then, while I'm feeling them years, 2025, feelings I move

In a rare way

Now sometimes I like a nice, hot, proper, hairy head full of sweat

From sex on a couch, fresh

And when it start feeling good you always stop and say

Oh, you want more, I'm hurting and cheering

Baby got kids so bad, they piss you off the highest level of positivity

Running they mouths, smelling like urine

Don't hurt the pimpin, baby

Oh, what? we don't know we each other anymore 'cause instead

Of a girlfriend I'd rather have a hoe?

Won't catch me holding hands, kicking cans, walking a tight rope

Saying, she loves me, she loves me not, man

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth

So help me God

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

Because the name of the game is cop and blow

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

This time, don't leave nothing

So you don't gotta come back home and get it

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

Yeah, I know that you calling and hanging up

And 1-87  in the pager

Wait, no, who the hell you talking to?

Always crowned by what I do and don't do for you

Now that's your problem

Always bringing up the past

If I wasn't on parole I would've kicked your ass

'Cause you're looking for a sucker in the wrong place

You don't know it but a player gets lonely

But that don't mean I have to act so phony

Because all you got to offer is your punani

Uh-uh, no, what you got your hands in my face for?

Oh, you doing too much

Wronger than two left shoes

But you don't know

And I gotta get

Out your house

'Cause I be hungry and all you have

Is one potato with roots growing out of it

I'm twenty four right

But in dog years, let me see

For every one human year, that's seven years for a dog

Follow me, so seven times twenty four

Wait, seven times four is twenty eight

Carry the two, alright, I got the figure

I'm one hundred and sixty eight, ****

And it's a shame that we can't do lunch

'Cause you get all rilled up until I say

Baby, don't get your panties in a bunch

And just like Jolly Rancher candy

The same way I peel off that plastic wrapper

Is the same way I peeled off babies panties

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

No, no, give me them keys

You leaving in a cab today, baby

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

No, no, don't go looking up in that closet

'Cause you ain't got nothing up in there

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

Yeah, don't be calling my momma house

Pestering everybody either

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

Uh-uh, no, I'll come see my son when I want

Don't be popping up over here

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

Wait, wait, take off that watch, that necklace

Them rings, that belongs to her now

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

Oh, and before you go

Quit blowing up my pager with nine 9-1-1

Just to see what I'm doing

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe

I can be on my way

On my way

On my way, babe