Lyrics Freddie Gibbs

Freddie Gibbs

Deeper

Slammin - half a thang of her-on in the bathroom (damn!)

Keep an AK and the backup in the backroom

Cook a meal clean and she suck me like a vacuum

Took a vacation to the county, I'll be back soon

Sent a couple zero's, money on my J-pay

Payin off the COs', smoking on the gateway

Word around the block when I was locked she gave my thang away

'Bout to have a baby with a nigga, that's what they say

(They say) Damn... Well, please say it ain't so

Took off the glove, say it's love when it ain't though

Her classmate was comin over, that was strange though

Apparently the homework ain't all he came for

Maybe you stank ho, maybe that's a bit mean

Maybe you grew up and I'm still livin like I'm sixteen

Like a child runnin wild in the city streets

Man I put that bitch up on her feet, she cut a nigga deep

Damn... bitch!

(That's why I treat these hoes the way I treat 'em now)

That's deeper than a muh'fucker baby, know what I'm sayin?

Slammin - Smack it up and flip it, then I rub it down

Zip it up, and then I ship it to another town

Smokin hella weed while me and Willie bust a couple pounds

She used to like that type of shit, now we don't fuck around

Girl you used to say them other niggaz wasn't hood enough

Got your lil' degree, now niggaz from the hood ain't good enough

Bitch you wasn't trippin when that old school was pullin up

You was short on ends at your college, who would put 'em up?

(Put em up) Uh... Well bitch, I'm out here puttin on

I hope you feel the pain I'm feelin when you hear this song

Don't want a nigga that's gon' slang shit up in your home

But you ran off and got engaged, man that shit was wrong

All to a nigga that don't got nothin that I ain't got

Only difference is he tryna be a fuckin astronaut

Saw this pussy nigga when I walked up in the barber shop

Green as a leaf, lookin sweet, that cut a nigga deep

Damn...

So these the type of niggaz you fuckin with now, baby?

Nuhmsayin? Square ass muh'fucker

(You used to love a thug nigga) Yeah, yeah

Uhh~! I love her and she love him, so I never touch him

She's got his baby in the oven, so it's motherfuck him

Ain't trippin cause you got a nigga, I just think you rushin

But leavin him to be with me ain't part of our discussion (nah..)

Plus I'm on the road now, different color hoes now

Layed back on the dope, I'm gettin dollars off my shows now

Bitches wanna tie me down, but I ain't in that mode now

Five years later, why you callin up my phone now?

(Phone now) Uh... Well bitch, how you get the number?

Like every other month I'm switchin up that motherfucker

Back on the bus I used to finger-fuck her singin Usher

Down on my luck and then she upped and left me for a sucka

I reminisce on all the crazy shit we did

You and me forever, shit we say when we was kids

She said, "I'm havin problems and I pray that he forgive

when he find out the baby ain't his", that cut a nigga deep

Damn... What the fuck?

So, what you tryna say baby?

The baby ain't his? Whose is it?

Uh, yea..