Wiz Khalifa - Get Your Shit (Rolling Papers, 2011) | Текст песни

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• Wiz Khalifa
• Get Your Shit (Rolling Papers, 2011)

Chorus
I'm tired of arguing and fighting girl.
Every night you keep calling me with the same shit I'm goin insane
I swear I love you but this ain't right for us
I never thought it would end this way it's goin to kill me to say
but you gotta

Pack your stuff
Leave my keys
Get your shit
Gotta go
x3

Told you that I'm moving on u didn't well you outta know

Verse 1
To get and hold you i admit that was my mission
But everything went wrong there cuz you started acting different
the day you ran up on me I was smoking chilling
swear you was trying to roll aint know what was soo apealing
fast forward I'm on the road your at home calling me back forth
can't deal with this relationship but it's what you asked for
Ask for them picture of them bitches
shit I probably wouldn't be with them if your ass wasn't tripping
not to mention you actin like a kid is the fuckshit I gotta deal with
send a text leave me a message try not to listen
bring a wrap you was the main player I had to bench you
when i showed your ass how to ball, that louis i bought it all

Chorus
I'm tired of arguing and fighting girl.
Every night you keep calling me with the same shit I'm goin insane
I swear I love you but this ain't right for us
I never thought it would end this way it's goin to kill me to say
but you gotta

Pack your stuff
Leave my keys
Get your shit
Gotta go
x3

Told you that I'm moving on u didn't well you outta know

Verse 2
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Gone on the road and im hardly home on the weekend
you be blowing my phone up tryin to see who im seein
but im chasin this paper so for this paper im reachin
might fuck one or two bitches but dont consider it cheatin
i consider the fact that we'll break up anyway (anyway)
based on all the shit that you dont appreciate
me switching states, working hard meeting dates
and you were thinking everything was sweet, piece of cake
well that all changed.
what we had was big, but you going to miss the small things
and that little cash i spent, that was small change
but above all things
i still love you
just gotta do my own thing

Chorus
I'm tired of arguing and fighting girl.
Every night you keep calling me with the same shit I'm goin insane
I swear I love you but this ain't right for us
I never thought it would end this way it's goin to kill me to say
but you gotta

Pack your stuff
Leave my keys
Get your shit
Gotta go
x3

Told you that I'm moving on u didn't well you outta know

Now i go,
I'll never come bazck
and when u call
I'll never call back
cuz i got a new girl
yeah i got a new girl

Everything was all good
then whent all bad
know i dont think bout the things that we had
cuz i got a new girl
yeah i got a new girl

(Oh oh oh oh)x8