E-40 - Domestic Violence Lyrics
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Domestic Violence
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What Are The Lyrics For Domestic Violence By E-40?
It be her friends nigga that's who
It be your bitch friends nigga they be Nigga they be all up in your mix nigga I don't even, ay nigga she don't love you nigga She just used to you nigga, oh boy I can't tell but I need to know just how you feel I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal (What's the deal?) Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me? (She used to you nigga!) It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me You took her she went from the ghetto streets To executive streets electronic beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds Sprung Not on yo' dick dick but on yo' tongue tongue Jealous overprotective E'ry chance you get, you slack bruh Domestic violence, she got you whylin' Do yo' thang, I don't understand how you get mad 'Cause you f*ck around to beat her ass And she don't wanna be around you Now you miss her lil' funky ass breath in the mornin' Call her up, tell her how you want it To be in love you gotta pay yo' dues The bitch got you singin' the blues, nigga I can't tell but I need to know just how you feel I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me? It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me Domestic violence, that's what they call it You don't smoke weed and you ain't a alcoholic Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' in love But you act like a fool when you see her in the club It's like me and my money, can't stay away Together, twenty-fo' hours a day Real love but can you tell if it's real? Bitch you better tell me how you feel L you V, luv, backwards that spells evil Connivin', triflin' ass people Uhh, kinda soda Wife beater tank top, restrainin' order All up in her kitchen But have you noticed how she f*ck different It ain't the crevice that you wanna shank It's me, fat bank take little bank, beoitch I can't tell but I need to know just how you feel I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me? It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me I was in the jungle, Marin City Get some butt she set me up and never let me f*ck It's about approximately 20 minutes past the hour I'm in the Eddie Bauer It's so comfortable, we can't f*ck around no mo' You makin' deals, you need to clown that ho But you forgive her, can't live with her Can't live without her but you doubt her Love, sometimes spells catastrophe Elizabeth, Marcia, Daphne He wanted mo' sex The bitch stole his Rolex You know why? The bitch shouldn'ta been trusted Do you wanna love her? Do you wanna f*ck the bitch? Makes no difference, handle yo' business If it ain't love, then what the f*ck is this? I can't tell but I need to know just how you feel I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me? It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me |
Who Wrote Domestic Violence By E-40?
Y, Danny Elliott Ii Means
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