Bizzle - Tomorrow (No Win) lyrics
[Bizzle - Tomorrow No Win lyrics]
Baby, I know your fillin me but hold-up
You movin kinda fast, you gonna have
To slow your roll-up
You so drunk, she said I had a bit
To sip but so what, not so what
Not that you
Was tippin that Patrone up, with no cup, I
Watched her take the bottle to the head
Caught the adios
And now your tryin to vamonos instead
It's got ya
Body goin tryin to hop in someone’s bed
And you fire but I’m fighting
Off the thoughts that’s
In my head, yeah baby I’m only human
I’ve got some-more improvements, to doin
To tell the truth shorty
Who knows where you been, Or I been
The average cat would think if I hit, I win
But, I’m a Christian so it gets
To me when-ever I sin, plus
You goin regret it
I know you want it but I’m
Sure it’s the Patrone that
Said it, I know how gone ya head is, and plus
I hate to take advantage of ya mind state
Even if we did end up at my place
Na, na, na, now she callin me a square
Guess she like me better if
I knock her down and
Leave her there, but that ain’t me
And I ain’t
Him, and me no care she think I’m scared
For
I jump in Satan’s circle I much rather be a
Square, she swear up and down that she sober
And
She is not affected by the Crown in her cola
She Folger, she so up, tore down, tore up
And I can
Easily take her down and get over, but I’m
Bound by Jehovah, to hold
Her, close-n-entertain her
And keep her with
Me so she don’t go roll-up on some stranga
And offer
Up her body, and they’ll say I’m a hatea
But had it been they sista
Then they’d be like
Thanks bro, see I don’t mind the hatred
Long as my
God is saying he proud of how I played it
Servin’s my occupation, so, how
Could I do it clear consciously
Knowing she ain’t in the state
Of mind to think
You movin kinda fast, you gonna have
To slow your roll-up
You so drunk, she said I had a bit
To sip but so what, not so what
Not that you
Was tippin that Patrone up, with no cup, I
Watched her take the bottle to the head
Caught the adios
And now your tryin to vamonos instead
It's got ya
Body goin tryin to hop in someone’s bed
And you fire but I’m fighting
Off the thoughts that’s
In my head, yeah baby I’m only human
I’ve got some-more improvements, to doin
To tell the truth shorty
Who knows where you been, Or I been
The average cat would think if I hit, I win
But, I’m a Christian so it gets
To me when-ever I sin, plus
You goin regret it
I know you want it but I’m
Sure it’s the Patrone that
Said it, I know how gone ya head is, and plus
I hate to take advantage of ya mind state
Even if we did end up at my place
Na, na, na, now she callin me a square
Guess she like me better if
I knock her down and
Leave her there, but that ain’t me
And I ain’t
Him, and me no care she think I’m scared
For
I jump in Satan’s circle I much rather be a
Square, she swear up and down that she sober
And
She is not affected by the Crown in her cola
She Folger, she so up, tore down, tore up
And I can
Easily take her down and get over, but I’m
Bound by Jehovah, to hold
Her, close-n-entertain her
And keep her with
Me so she don’t go roll-up on some stranga
And offer
Up her body, and they’ll say I’m a hatea
But had it been they sista
Then they’d be like
Thanks bro, see I don’t mind the hatred
Long as my
God is saying he proud of how I played it
Servin’s my occupation, so, how
Could I do it clear consciously
Knowing she ain’t in the state
Of mind to think