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When I Woke Up This Morning She Was Gone (Remastered 2002)

Track byJim Jackson

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  • 2002.09.21
  • 3:12
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When I was gone I heard you was fuckin' on whoever Love you again? I can never When I was gone You tried to take a advantage of a nigga Had me pull a hammer on a nigga (On a nigga) Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes I was, in jail wit' all niggas You was waiting to exhale fucking wit all niggas My momma said I should accept yo apology But fuck that, that's just reverse psychology I dont love you no more, and I think you a ho You let a nigga go too long, without no sto For all my niggas doing time, I know how it get Yo homies disappear, and yo bitch turn into a flip Once upon a time, I thought I found love but then she played me I was gone, came back now my baby, having a baby I know you was cheatin', I was outta town eatin' But real players we don't get mad, we get even But this is why I lost feelings, cause if these hoes ain't fully flippin', Then they cartwheeling When I was gone I heard you was fuckin' on whoever Love you again? I can never When I was gone You tried to take a advantage of a nigga Had me pull a hammer on a nigga. (On a nigga) Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes She got a nigga in here, dumb hot (dumb hot) Tell a bitch, hurry up its in that green dot Left a nigga in the dirt, now she like 7-Eleven giving free slurps I bought a celly from my cellmate, she dont even text a nigga no kind of sex-play Fuck that bitch, I'mma have the lil home girls rush that bitch I say my bail too high, my hopes too low My case too slow, violation from my P.O I just got out I shoulda just stayed on the couch, 3-way now my ho tryna cuss me out And my lawyer say the witness coming to trial, On top of that I heard my main bitch fuckin' around Im bangin' and shit, my lady prolly sellin' her clit, no money on my books A nigga taking L'S wit this bitch! When I was gone I heard you was fuckin' on whoever Love you again? I can never When I was gone You tried to take a advantage of a nigga Had me pull a hammer on a nigga. (On a nigga) Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes If I put my trust in a bitch, I'll always be hurt Shoulda known you wasn't shit from that fake louie purse You broke, dumb and goofy Really tried to boof me, you gone end up like ya mama a old ratchet hoochie You couldn't stay down if you was nailed to the floor, Three baby daddy's I ain't tryna be fo' (uh-uh) Thass why I got no love these hoes, sucka duckin', you be suckin all the bros When I was gone, I heard you was fuckin on budda, hoein in the hood gettin gudda When I was gone, heard you was hangin on the block, bitch I dont like you on da block When I ain't home, you be doing hella ho shit Thinkin I ain't heard up in this bitch? Run my door, or I'mma pull a blade on you bitch Pen it til she blast on you bitch And I ain't wrong My telly went big on the sto and you ain't even yo phone And now a nigga on, lost all respect for you bitch You can burn, I ain't gonna spit on you bitch When I was gone

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