Pac Div - For You lyrics
[Pac Div - For You lyrics]
I know we wasn't what you looking for
But when you see us it's like
How much is y'all booking for
Guess we ain't turn out as corny
As you took us for
You probably want us begging pennies
Out the liquor store
Its been a long time, feel like a slow grind
But sure enough the label stumbled
On this gold mine was either that or sit up
In the unemployed line
Now we on and everybody want a joy ride
Damn homie, you told me don't rhyme
You see a nigga in the magazine you cosign
You say we too soft we tell you screw off
We'll pick that Grammy up in no time
I feel like I need to be congratulated
For all the bullshit that I've been through
It feels good knowing that you hate it
Thats why I wrote this song for you
For you, For you, For you, For you
Thats why I wrote this song for you
For you, For you, For you, For you
Thats why I wrote this song
Guess what I did? (whats that?)
I told my boss I quit
When my check comes you better have my shit
(Ooo)
I stood atop my desk blew the officer kisses
Told Bret from accounting you
Can suck my dick
Congratulations, thats right people
Yes I did
Waited my whole life for a day like this
So next time you see me I'll be on my shit
I got a whole lot of folks
To scribble off my list
Like hoes that did me wrong
Niggas that dissed my songs
And other miscellaneous shit I don't condone
In the Hollywood zone where
Everybody's a clone
Pac Div stands alone, Its on!
Congratulations I heard you got a
New man and county job
Still at your parents house plus
You drive his Audi car
Went from K-Mart to Vicky Secret catalogs
VIP everywhere you go the cameras are yup
I heard you treat the market
Like the red carpet
Next to the eggs and the high
Heels with your hair parted
Polluted minds just die getting fed garbage
You take pride and drive niggas
Off the edge darling
And yet still we ain't mad at ya
Its clear to see that your ass backwards
Auctioned off when these niggas throw
Their cash at you
Yor brain gone, but your ass fatter
But when you see us it's like
How much is y'all booking for
Guess we ain't turn out as corny
As you took us for
You probably want us begging pennies
Out the liquor store
Its been a long time, feel like a slow grind
But sure enough the label stumbled
On this gold mine was either that or sit up
In the unemployed line
Now we on and everybody want a joy ride
Damn homie, you told me don't rhyme
You see a nigga in the magazine you cosign
You say we too soft we tell you screw off
We'll pick that Grammy up in no time
I feel like I need to be congratulated
For all the bullshit that I've been through
It feels good knowing that you hate it
Thats why I wrote this song for you
For you, For you, For you, For you
Thats why I wrote this song for you
For you, For you, For you, For you
Thats why I wrote this song
Guess what I did? (whats that?)
I told my boss I quit
When my check comes you better have my shit
(Ooo)
I stood atop my desk blew the officer kisses
Told Bret from accounting you
Can suck my dick
Congratulations, thats right people
Yes I did
Waited my whole life for a day like this
So next time you see me I'll be on my shit
I got a whole lot of folks
To scribble off my list
Like hoes that did me wrong
Niggas that dissed my songs
And other miscellaneous shit I don't condone
In the Hollywood zone where
Everybody's a clone
Pac Div stands alone, Its on!
Congratulations I heard you got a
New man and county job
Still at your parents house plus
You drive his Audi car
Went from K-Mart to Vicky Secret catalogs
VIP everywhere you go the cameras are yup
I heard you treat the market
Like the red carpet
Next to the eggs and the high
Heels with your hair parted
Polluted minds just die getting fed garbage
You take pride and drive niggas
Off the edge darling
And yet still we ain't mad at ya
Its clear to see that your ass backwards
Auctioned off when these niggas throw
Their cash at you
Yor brain gone, but your ass fatter