Lyrics

You ain't gave me nothing 
You ain't gave me nothing 
But a loaded gun 
 
I went to the doctor 
And the doctor said to me 
Do you, do you, do you 
Do you make any money? 
 
Ya know 
I heard your song 
On the radio 
The one that 
Starts fast but 
Ends kinda slow 
 
But you ain't gave me nothing 
You ain't gave me nothing 
But a loaded gun 
You ain't gave me nothing 
You ain't gave me nothing 
But a loaded gun 
 
He's got 
Vacation pictures on a desk 
Elixirs laid out on the chest 
Giving me a bonus 
For when I can't see him 
Sealed em in an envelope 
So they wouldn't see em 
 
You ain't gave me nothing 
You ain't gave me nothing 
But a loaded gun 
You ain't gave me nothing 
You ain't gave me nothing 
But a loaded gun 
 
1, 2, 3, 4! 
 
It's long and orange 
With a child proof lid 
Jingles like a tambourine 
Where I once hid 
It oughta be a crime 
The whole world should know 
Your face on a 
True crime, reality show 
 
But you ain't gave me nothing 
You ain't gave me nothing 
But a loaded gun 
You ain't gave me nothing 
You ain't gave me nothing 
But a loaded gun 
 
You ain't gave me nothing 
You ain't gave me nothing 
But a loaded gun 
You ain't gave me nothing 
You ain't gave me nothing 
But a loaded gun
Written by: Trapper Joel Schoepp
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