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Girl Interrupted


Artist: Ms. Jade
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 8
Year: 2002

Dream Lyrics - Girl Interrupted - Ms. Jade

[Intro] 

Hey...hey 

Hey...hey 

Hey...hey 

Hey 

 

[Verse 1] 

Who the hell is this, paging me at 4:56 in the morning 

Crack of dawning, now I'm yawning, wipe the cold from my eyes 

See whos this paging me, and why 

Its my girl Yvonne from the hair salon 

Told me she was down the club last night 

Shit wasn't seemin too right 

These bitches hoppin out of Honda's and Gallat's 

talkin greasey out they lips as if they won't get popped 

I'm the same bitch from ninety eight 

with the twenty two in the boot 

Tape wrapped around the butt of the gun 

Heat about as hot as the sun 

Leave you tangled in my flow like a web spun 

Plot on me? You askin for a casket 

Your snotty-nose-ass son bout to be a bastard 

I gotta have it, for fuckin those who try to fuck me 

Ms. Jade, wolf in the dress 

Got them things waitin never the less 

 

[Bridge BIG (Woman)] 

(Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey) 

Gonna be a lot of slow singin and flower bringin 

if my burglar alarm starts ringin 

 

[Verse 2] 

Keisha, Tracy and Lisa in the bathroom 

while Yvonne was in the stall 

Play hushin, heard the door 

They was talkin 'bout how they was gonna get me 

Gonna dip with the fifth or just to slip a micky 

They said I was gettin too much shine how I came up 

How I switched from the Lum' to the Benz truck 

How I fucked wit Lisa's ex and I got 'em stuck 

Linked up with Timbaland but it was pure luck 

They said they know where I rest at, in Nicetown 

Livin home with mommy, gonna make us both lay down 

Big knifes, one pound, I'm tellin y'all now 

If them bitches chump, then they better bounce 

Top story, Daily News, three bodies found 

Family mournin over lost ones, it ain't fair 

Don't wanna but I gotta do it like a pap smear 

Keisha lockin the door to a broke Delta 

soon as I seen her put the bitch in a Full Nelson 

Kicked her in the back and shot her in the knee caps 

Went up in the pockets while askin her where the weed at 

Hopped up in the Delta, saw Tracy and Lisa 

Popped they ass one by one while I was puffin Reefa 

Now I'm lookin for that bitch Yvonne 

Cause when them hoes was talkin it 

she didn't say shit, punk bitch 

Them hookers got me goin out my mind 

I'm all stressed and weed sweatin, gotta take my time 

Settin me up, everybody schemin 

Telephone woke me up, the whole time I was fuckin dreamin 

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