Lame lyrics

[Intro: 03 Greedo]
I can't
You lame
You lame
You lame

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
I can't love no b*tch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
Cuz I can't trust no b*tch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
But you the type to trust that b*tch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Cuz you the type to love that b*tch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)

[Verse 1: 03 Greedo]
Uh
Lil' lame n*gga, linkin' for the fame n*gga
Say, this b*tch that done f*cked the whole gang
If you play you a [?]
Keep that yay' in my beanie
Lovin' her is dumb
Trappin', bussin' plays out the Heenie
Projects full of hotties, looks can be deceivin'
If you got a problem, guaranteed they grab the heaters
That's why I can't trust them
Why would I f*ck them?
Pillow-talkin', start off with a question when you dumb-drunk
So, I be on that stay-up, I can't f*ckin' lay-up
Gangster before I'm a player
Move slow, these hoes'll play ya
Never give a b*tch paper, learned that from my n*gga Razer
Mafia just like Italians
Hostages to get my weight up
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
I can't love no b*tch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
Cuz I can't trust no b*tch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
But you the type to trust that b*tch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Cuz you the type to love that b*tch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)

[Verse 2: Who Kid Woody]
See, you the type of n*gga to cut that b*tch off [?]
I give her good di*k, it got her payin' for the p*nis
Purple rag like Barnie, wrapped around [?]
She said she wanna chill with us, b*tch, you gotta give me neck
[?] Road, that's the set
[?] leave you whacked
I ain't never been a pimp, but got your b*tch givin' me a check
I got the keys to the house, I'm there when she put you out
You a lame, when she get mad she make you sleep up on the couch
I beat that pus*y, then I'm out but leave that nut up in her mouth
b*tch, I'm cold like a fridge, ain't no way to thaw me out
You used to f*ckin' with them lames, so I smack you in your mouth
Use your head, get some bread
No f*ckin' with open hands
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
I can't love no b*tch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
Cuz I can't trust no b*tch
I can't (I can't)
I can't (I can't)
But you the type to trust that b*tch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)
Cuz you the type to love that b*tch
You lame (You lame)
You lame (You lame)