Garry With Two R's and Thomas Harmath - They Don't Want It

Follow my rules and that deplete yo stressing
I give you instructions lessons and blessings
I make a mess I am not one to mess with
I'm getting cream and now I'm bout to spread it
I don't pay too much attention to a pussy
I been running up some plays on you rookies
I got big blue faces call them Tookies
Hand up in the jar and I'm taking all the cookies
I got it all off the rip like a bong hit
I'm higher than you because I took a long hit
You just one seaman on a very long ship
I'm giving women hope you giving bitches dick
I'm the owner much more than a boner
I hit high grade that leave you in a coma
Coke can baby that's the size of the cola
Ripping off hash bout the size of a molar

Try to give it to them but they ain't really want it
They are not on it the same way I'm on it
Try to give it to them but they ain't really want it
They are not on it the same way I'm on it

It ain't no way in hell heaven or earth
That I'll take a spot anything less than first
Hand on her thigh head in her purse
Only thing you got from a bitch is birth
I do not pick man I'm taking it all
Sacks full of moolah for breaking my fall
I got more bars so I'm making the call
I see more whores and I'm breaking them all
I told my niggas keep they heads straight
It's our world we done made it past the red tape
I'm fucking shit up in this bitch until the bed break
You cannot block me I done got you with a head fake
And now I'm driving on my way to the bucket lil' bitch
I got bags that are filled up with ducats and chips
If my eyes on your shit ain't no ducking or dipping
Really by any means baby I'm gonna get it

Try to give it to them but they ain't really want it
They are not on it the same way I'm on it
Try to give it to them but they ain't really want it
They are not on it the same way I'm on it

Written by:
Garry Richardson

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