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  • Song Lyrics » T » TQ » When I Get Out Lyrics
    Featuring Ericka Yancey

    [TQ]
    Been in here about a year
    Never thought the game would take me under
    I'm 'bout to get my first tear
    While I'm sittin' in my cell I wonder
    What are you doin' outside
    Are givin' all my ass up
    You a dime so niggaz won't pass up

    [Ericka]
    Wait a minute nigga betta back up
    I told you long time ago
    I'll always have your back
    And you see I'm still comin' off wit half them checks
    So why you trippin'
    You ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody
    Gettin' up in your stuff
    Soon as the jury said guilty
    I closed it up
    Bought you new bible wit a blunt in it
    Already rolled up
    Between Numbers and Dueteromy
    That where you'll find me

    [TQ]
    Don't mind me
    I'm feenin' baby
    I want some ass real bad
    Locked up wit all of these hard legs
    Scrapin' daily, I miss my baby, I'm goin' crazy
    I Gotta get out of this place can't you help me

    Chorus:
    [TQ] - How can you love me
    [Ericka] - Somebody's gotta do it
    [TQ] - It's gotta be hard
    [Ericka] - Ain't really nothin' to it
    [TQ] - But you make me happy
    [Ericka] - You kno you should have never had no doubt
    Can't wait til you get out
    [TQ] - When I get out
    [Ericka] - I already told you
    [TQ] - I guess I didn't believe it
    [Ericka] - You spent all of your time
    [TQ] - Fucked up and gettin' weeded
    [Ericka] - But you make me happy
    [TQ] - So I'm sittin' here countin' dayz down
    I Can't wait til I get out
    [Ericka] - When you get out

    [TQ]
    Things can get back to the way they used to be
    You and me in the cromed out E
    Bumpin' bone thugz
    I got the pedel to the floor
    We dippin', kinda high and trippin'
    And I really wanna hit it
    Yo shit is finga lickin'

    [Ericka]
    Wait a minute
    I really miss ya
    So don't get me started
    Sweatin' to bumpin' and grindin' right throught these bars yeah
    Got a little somethin' to help ya make it
    Just picture me naked
    Can't feel your body and I hate it goin' crazy
    Gotta get my mind off this
    'Bout to go to the mall buy an outfit

    [TQ]
    Don't spend all my loochie
    Gon' be pissed
    And that's no bullshit

    [Ericka]
    Now who in the hell do you think that ya talkin to
    See I'm the woman in the world
    Who would put up wit you

    [TQ]
    Got 72 mo' dayz in here
    It seems like 20 years
    Can't smoke, can't drink no beer
    Can't get no ass in here
    So when I finally come home
    It's goin' be on
    Cause I'll be lickin' and kissin' and stickin'
    Baby all week long

    Chorus
    (Repeat til end)