Stop f*ckin With Me (Chopped & Screwed) lyrics

by

Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz


[Chorus]
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!

[Interlude 1]
You know, it seems like no matter, no matter how hard I f*cking try
I can't do the right motherf*cking sh*t
Like I be trying and sh*t and sh*t always be turning out f*cked up
Like my b*tch always on my f*cking back talking bout I need to get a f*cking job
Talking bout how I need to pay my f*cking child support and sh*t
b*tch I'm out here trying to do all that sh*t but that sh*t don't go my f*cking way
Sometimes you need to get the f*ck up off my back
And let me learn how to get this sh*t on my own
I want you to stop f*cking wit me
Why don't you stop f*cking wit me?

[Chorus]
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit mе!
[Verse 1]
b*tch I'm tryin to get a job, but it just don't work
b*tch I'm tryin to get a job, but it just don't work
Try-Try-Tryin to get a job, ju-ju-just don't work
(b*tch I'm tryin to gеt a job, but that sh*t don't work)
Soon as I walk through the door, on they face is a smirk
(Soon as I walk through the door, on they face is a smirk)
They ain't hirin' no n*gga like me in that b*tch
They ain't hirin' no n*gga like-
They ain't hirin' no n*gga like me in that b*tch
(They ain't hirin' no n*gga like me in that b*tch)
Tattoos, gold teeth, dre-dreads and sh*t
(Tattoos, gold teeth, dre-dreads and sh*t)
f*ck, f*ck these n*ggas, I'll go back to sellin' dope
Man, f*ck these n*ggas, I'll go back to sellin' dope
f*ck-f*ck these n*ggas, I'll go back to sellin' dope
(f*ck-f*ck these n*ggas, I'll go back to sellin' dope)
Now my baby mama callin bout that child support
(Now my baby mama callin bout that child support)
b*tch back the f*ck up, and let me smoke my weed
(Back the-back the f*ck up, smo-smo-smo-smoke, we-we-we-weed)
Motherf*ck you b*tch, stop screamin at me
(Motherf*ck you b*tch, stop screamin at me)

[Chorus]
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
[Interlude 2]
Seem like no matter what the f*ck I do, my b*tch, she always on f*cking top of me
I'm out here trying to make f*cking money and sh*t
And every time I motherf*cking come home this b*tch always got something to say (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm cheating on her and sh*t, I ain't doin nothing

[Verse 2]
I'm tryin hard as I can b*tch, leave me alone
(I'm tryin hard as I can b*tch, leave me alone)
You better back your ass up, before you catch it to your dome
(You better b-b-back your ass up, c-c-c-catch it to your dome)
I've been out all day, all I want is a beer
(I've been out all day, all I want is a beer)
Here yo-here yo ass come with bullsh*t in my ear
(Here yo-here yo ass come with bullsh*t in my ear)
I ain't been with no b*tch, been tryin' to make this money
(I ain't been with no b*tch, been tryin' to make this money)
Keep pushin' a n*gga, ain't sh*t gon' be funny
(Push a-pushin' a n*gga, ain't sh*t gon' be funny)
You mad cause you heard that a girl like me
(You mad cause you heard that your girl like me)
You better check that b*tch before you come and check me
(You better check that b*tch before you come and check me)

[Chorus]
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
[Interlude 3]
Know what? I'm just gonna leave the motherf*cking house
Cause if I stay in this motherf*cker, I'm gonna end up f*cking yo ass up
And I ain't trying to motherf*cking go to jail
I'm just going to jump in my motherf*cking sh*t, get on the highway, find me some dro, and get the f*ck away from your motherf*cking ass
Before I lose my motherf*cking mind
Bye b*tch
(Sirens wailing)
Oh sh*t
What the f*ck...the motherf*cking police behind me
sh*t

[Verse 3]
Had to get out the house far away from my b*tch
(Get-get out the house far away from my b*tch)
Cause if I stay any longer it might be some sh*t
(Stay-stay any longer it might be some sh*t)
And now I'm on 85, wit my pedal to the flo'
(I'm on-on 85, wit my pedal to the flo')
And a n*gga just fired up a blunt of that dro
(n*gga-n*gga just fired up a blunt of that dro)
The police pulled me over on some seatbelt sh*t
(The police pulled me over, seat-seatbelt sh*t)
That's when he finds out my license and my tags ain't legit
(That's when he finds license-license, tags-tags ain't legit)
Hope he don't pop my truck cause in there it's some sh*t
(Don't-don't pop my truck cause in there it's some sh*t)
Cause I got bout three or four bricks in that b*tch
(Got-got three or-three or four bricks in that b*tch)

[Chorus]
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Why you f*ckin wit me?
Stop f*ckin wit me!
Don't be f*ckin wit me!
Stop f*ckin wit me!
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