[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 sell I wonder
What are you doin' outside

Are givin' all my $$# up
You a dime so ^!$$%z won't pass up


[Ericka]
Wait a minute ^!$$% 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'

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 $$# real bad
Locked up wit all of these hard legs
Scrapin' daily, I miss my baby, I'm goin' crazy

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] - Boy you never should of 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] - $#&@ed up and gettin' weeded

[Ericka] - But you make me happy
[TQ] - So I'm sittin' here countin' dayz down
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

Got the pedel to the floor
We dippin', kinda high and trippin'
Yo %#@! 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
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 bull%#@!

[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
And feels like 20 years
Can't smoke, can't drink no beer
Can't get no $$# 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)