the way it goes

Singer: young gunz

g-i-f-i

get in where you fit in

you know

roll with ya boys

gunz.!

honestly

my favorite type of gear

a schrunchie for her hair and laperle under wears

bang her from the rear

baby girl don't care who there

loud notes

she don't care who hear

that's what i love about em

make the thugs bring the love up out him

she know you cumin

she gone stop and get the nut up out him

they learn enough about em

and get enough about him

just like a nigga soon as she fuck him

give a fuck about him

that's my type baby

no disrespect to the bourgeois and too polite ladies

ill do the wife maybe

maybe later when a player in his thirties

man i can't afford these little youngn's

try to play a nigga dirty

had me up all night

talking bout i can't sleep

too hurt to eat

baby girl never see

that be he

not me

i'm way a better g

you know me better

b

we just fuck em and duck em and leave em

all night

can't sleep

too hurt to eat

thats the way it goes

thats the way it goes

and now i got her up all night

can't sleep

too hurt to eat

thats the way it goes

thats the way it goes

see all my life i've been the type to keep a little bitch

fresh in the mornin

put it on me

cook a lil grits

she like to touch my lips

yeah i like to touch her hips

then we get it poppin

when a player get enough

he split

back to that block where i be

i'm on her mind though

i wanna call her and ball her i'm on my grind though

she wanna ride on the love train

but love man

ain't what i'm here for

thats not what i care for

i'm in and out when i wanna

don't want to want her

we could kick it in the winter

but i'm cool in the summer

i rather go through my act with them panky-panky's on her lap

we on the corner

nigga heavy and he bettin stacks

quality time

you outta ya mind

you steppin over ya line

i know that you fine

but all i do is fuck em and duck em

pops told me don't trust em

every night

there's another one

puda got em up. baby girl

dont act foolish when you know that you know betta

i keep you fine cause you a dime but you gets no cheddar

its hard to show feelings when you know you aint got none

i aint the type of brother that'll bail soon as ya drop one

i'ma in the crib yea soon as tha block done

i lay pipe all night

so let the bed bugs bite

she grippin the sheets tight

i came once

she came twice

oh you got the right one

we sex till the sun come

good thing i grabbed a box of them magnums

or 9 months later

she pop out wit a bad one

and everything changed

now the chicken be naggin

listening to her girlfriends

now she wantin more ends

taking out my benz

scrapin up my rims

every other weekend she out

girlfriend be clubbin

went from somethin to nothin now she huffin and puffin

cause a nigga be frontin

and i got her up.

Lyric Context: the way it goes - young gunz