Breakup lyrics

Artist  : T.i. 
Song : Breakup



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 "The Breakup"



Hey, Hey, Hey Come on
in (Hey Baby)

Hey, what's goin on (Ok How
you doin, just been out running around, and what
you up to?)

Yeah I'm doin good gon sit down
let me take ya coat (ok)

You know they make
this lil jacket in leather dont you? (Oh they do
so you gon get it for me?)

Yeah, let me gon
and hang it up for you, gon and sit down (How you
doin?)

I'm doin good, I'm doin good...I'm
doin so good DAT BITCH I FOLLOWED YOU
TODAY!!!

(What nigga? Is you crazy? What
you mean you followed me?!)

Yeah, nah dont
gon stutterin now de-de-de-de-de yo ass, gon and
sit down (What is wrong which you?)

Yeah I
followed you today... (You aint follow
nobody.)

You had just came out the chicken
place, you gat you a 6-piece wing wit a greenbean
and yam,

bitch i seen what you had ordered
(nigga you aint see shit.)

You had dat ol
monkey ass nigga wit you (You the only monkey ass
nigga I know!)

This nigga had baby powder on
his chest wit a whole bunch of lil kinked up
necklaces and shit wit

"I love you mom and
dad" and fake uzis and shit

connected to
the chain (You talkin bout yoself ol extra
regular ass nigga.)

Now see my first
reaction was to run up on you and just grab the
back of yo pants and give you a wedgie

(Oh
but you know, you know better though) Just

put the thong all up in ya ass (Don't touch
nobody...Dont touch me)

But I said naw,
bitch i said naw

(Dont wanna be dealin wit
yo ass, you need to stop talkin to me crazy
faggot!)

And then had the nerve, you had
the nerve to go get yo hair cut down low like a
nigga...

Bitch yo head look like a dirty
tennis ball now!!!

(Do you talk to yo momma
like this dats why dont like yo ass either!)

You the only bitch I know right now to this day
dat take a pair of dirty pants

out tha
clothes hamper and iron 'em till they look like
blue leather

pants, nigga just iron chicken
stains and jelly stains all in the ass of da
pants...

(You wanna talk about somebody
jeans but nigga you cant spray cologne

over
dirty ass clothes, ok you betta watch yo back
nigga I'ma have you touched!) 

Bitch how
you gon have me killed with $439 a month?!
(Somebody need to have you killed ol sorry
ass.)

Bitch if you have me killed you
gettin kicked out the house, period!

(Nigga
shut up you stink, ok, always talkin shit, make me
sick which ya broke ass.You

aint got shit,
you aint shit, ya feet stank nigga ya nasty.

Ya dirty, ya look bad, ya talk stupid, ya
dumb...

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