Dj Paul - Get Away lyrics

[Intro] [Samples from: Hozier - Take Me To Church] She's the giggle-she's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's-knows everybody's disapproval She's the giggle-she's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's-knows everybody's disapproval She's the giggle-she's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's-knows everybody's disapproval "We were born sick,"-"We were born sick" You heard them say-you heard them say it [Verse 1: Jon Connor] Head so good I thought I need the broad I just need the draws She was on me so tight, I couldn't breath at all We could see the flaws But with a bad b**h we ain't really trippin' No we wouldn't even be involved And she a genius, nah But n***as f** up and let the penis talk Give her the keys and all You let her keep your car, you let her keep your card She let the visa talk, she done keyed your car I be scared of this, I be careful cause In two days this b**h talkin' marriage Show up at work, this b**h is a terrorist We not stingy my n***a, share a b**h Unprepared for this then that b**h we lovin' Dangit this b**h needs a therapist Got grey hairs and whip from a pair of tits Got these n***as all in your residence So s**er a** n***a You the type of n***a that my b**hes'll decline You the type of n***a try to make a b**h jealous And me, I get mad when she don't hunt a n***a down Type of sh** is that? Type of n***a that'll fall for a rat We stay away from ones like that my n***a You ain't gotta do all that Say ones that be frontin', we the ones callin' right back (back) [Hook: DJ Paul] Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho (I'm just wonderin' why did I f** that b**h anyway) Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho (What I should have do was run away, run away) Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho [Verse 2: Yelawolf] She got a very good tone Mother must have been a funeral director cause she k**in' Takin' the shovel out and diggin' pot holes with these hot hoes Leather pants get tight Booty feelin' on my collar of my good phone I never bother her to come home Homie let 'em run around I got a couple run around I give a f** about a love song Anymore I've packin' like a person hit the floor Back up in the feelin off tour, boy b**h I'm unplugged, no cord Takin' out the trash, chores, chores I got style that you can't afford Can't buy so you wanna try, cry my Lord Gettin' beat up in the seat of a Chevy heater But winners better believe it cause I drive no Ford Never mind your boy, friends This Benz and these ends is a f**in' toy I took your hotty out your Maserati f** her in a port-a-potty Flowin' out the crap in the joint I'm a born savage I try to be a good boy but I can't manage Damn it I just want a palm, panties and some arm candy From all over the planet, planet rock [Hook: DJ Paul] Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho (I'm just wonderin' why did I f** that b**h anyway) Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho (What I should have do was run away, run away) Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho [Verse 3: DJ Paul] She got that super good goodie p**y bout nice then I beat 'em Quicker, bigger shoulda build a n***a, wouldn't need her She put your a** down soon as you first meet her For real, for real A n***a had to go pop that blue pill Cause that p**y got dat a** k**ed for real The booty, the a**, that sh** ma** appeal But that booty gettin' n***as k**ed for real But I'ma back off of that back up While I hit the dollar full of handcuffs She the key to rose And had to burn alone And should unload on that dumb ho But damn damn, straight no-no Should have never even f** that ho On God [Bridge] I'm just wonderin' why did I f** that b**h anyway Anyway, anyway, anyway, any When I shoulda did is run away Run away, run away, run away [Hook: DJ Paul] Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho (I'm just wonderin' why did I f** that b**h anyway) Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho (What I should have do was run away, run away) Get the f** away, get the f** away Get the f** away from me ho