Lyrics Freddie Gibbs

Freddie Gibbs

Sing For Me

Need you to sing for me

Need you to sing for me

Need you to sing for me

Yeah, pour up a four, twist up a sack

Detail the leather interior, wipe the vogues on the lac

These hoes, they come and go, but my bitch, come off them racks

So I push the pussy bottom to top, front to the back

Used to dance and work undercover

Your pockets right, get a room for the night and she might be your lover

Nigga pay your fee, you straight with me, how I conduct my business

Cuz I’m in this pimpin to win it

So efficient, but I think I just caught myself catching feelings

Cuz I

You know I love it when you sing for me

Uh, lord praise the paper you bring to me

Yeah, pushing powder, kush & codeine for me

Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me

I think I love her

I… I’m bout to make that pussy sing for me

Yeah, lord praise the paper you bring to me

Uh, fried chicken and collard greens for me

Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me

I think I love her

Yeah, another day we right back at it

Drinkin, smokin, poppin, sniffin, guess we got some nasty habits

But it don’t affect my cash flow

Stack and watch my stash grow

And she trained in doe

Get on the floor and pop that ass ho

Nineteen without a dream, I intervene

Knock ya dick off in the dirt, the most bout it bitch on my team

In this triangle with love and drugs, it got me ‘noyed

But I tried to brush it off when I heard she flirt with that boy

Cuz I

I… you know I love it when you sing for me

Uh, lord praise the paper you bring to me

Yeah, pushing powder, kush & codeine for me

Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me

I think I love her

And I… I’m bout to make that pussy sing for me

Yeah, lord praise the paper you bring to me

Uh, fried chicken and collard greens for me

Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me

I think I love her

I’m mixing pleasure with business, business with pleasure

And these police on my dick, she ain’t trippin, she with whatever

Man we clockin mail up out that motel, let’s get this cheddar

And despite the way she live, I can see us being together

So ashamed, afraid to tell my homies

Some nights I cry and I confide in her when I get lonely

Though we ain’t livin holy jesus showed affection to mary, that’s what the bible say

Can’t picture life without you, I’d rather they take my life away

Cuz I

You know I love it when you sing for me

Uh, lord praise the paper you bring to me

Yeah, pushing powder, kush & codeine for me

Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me

I think I love her

And I… I’m bout to make that pussy sing for me

Yeah, lord praise the paper you bring to me

Uh, fried chicken and collard greens for me

Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me

I think I love her

Yeah, straight to the brain with it

Might take a bump or two, but now she in her veins with it

And I knew she fucked around, but I ain’t know she had that itch

Til I walked in and I caught her sharing needles with a trick

Man, I used to cry and pray with this bitch

No doubt I turned her out, but I seem to lost my way with this bitch

My soul ain’t worth the measly couple racks a day out this bitch

But I’m addicted to her love potion

Super potent, might end up overdosin’

Cuz I

I… you know I love it when you sing for me

Uh, lord praise the paper you bring to me

Yeah, pushing powder, kush & codeine for me

Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me

I used to love her

I… you know I love it when you sing for me

Yeah, lord praise the paper you bring to me

I… hope you didn’t pass your disease to me

Just a broken dream, a fiend to me

I used to love her