D.C. Don Juan - Fed Up

Give me one more time, baby girl, I swear
Baby, can we go
Can we go back to when things was great
Baby, can we go

Can we go back to when you were my bae
Can we go back like the 80s
Go back to when things was wavy
Go back like Dame and Jay-Z

Baby, can we go back
I miss the way I used to get behind ya
We would play hide and seek until I find ya
Now a day a nigga eatin' like a diner

Just like what I'mma do to that vagina
Me and you, we used to ride every day
We'll just get to ride with the K
Serve a couple dimes to the gang

Just for me and you to be okay
Girl, we get love in the streets
And we show love to the streets
Aw, yeah, that mean nothin' to me

Cause without you, I'm nothin' to see
Aw, yeah, but I just got a call from the killer
Cam told me pull up to the dealer
Damn, I know my girl fed up

If I pull up, I hope that I pull off with her
Cause I don't really want her to leave me
I just really hope she believe me
Don't you hear the line

That nigga with that line, that nigga wouldn't be me
No, no, if I go party, we can all go
We can go back to the good days
Hope you understand, girl

I'm just a man with some hood ways, yeah
Aw, these are all them times I got you fed up
And these are all them times I should've been dead
Damn, I was out my mind, you fucked my head up

Give me one more time, baby girl, I swear, I swear
I swear, I swear
These are all them times I got you fed up
These are all them times I should've been dead

I was out of line, I fucked that bread up
Give me one more time, baby girl, I swear, I swear
Baby, can we go back to the year
I was dripped down in Cartier

You were laced up in Vera Wang
We would go everywhere and it was stiff
We was rollin' too deep like a piss
Our love is too deep to compare

We could keep on doin' our thing, yeah
Too many women, it was hard to find
If I get the drop on you, I'm a liar
Put you somewhere in the sweet of Carolina

Tell your ex that he a lame pussy, nigga, get your grind up
I was out playin' and shit
Never knew all the pain I would get
Nigga livin' dangerous, fucked up

Really shouldn't even came with this bitch
I know she want a good guy
But she came home with this hood guy
I know it's all wrong, but I can't leave her alone

I don't wanna tell her goodbye, no, no
Just got a call from my nigga, damn
Actin' shit like who I got with me, damn
Lisa, Keisha, Tisha

Had it on speaker, now my bitch trippin
We all messed up in the past
But if I mess up again, that's my ass
I wouldn't even trade her in for some cash

Look at how my baby look, I gotta brag
This is for the times she was fed up
Look at how everything led up
But you still my baby girl

For you, I'ma always get this bread up
Yeah, this is for all the times I got you fed up
This is for all them times I should've been there
I was out my mind, you fucked my head up

Give me one more time, baby girl, I swear, I swear
This is for all them times I got you fed up
This is for all them times I should've been there
I was out of line, I fucked that bread up

Give me one more time, baby girl, I swear, I swear
Hey Don Juan, what's up mothafucka
It's Kamina Ha
I need you to put out that

Owe it to him project ASAP
My puta said they ain't gonna give me no pussy
Until the project drops
So please, we owe it to him

Let's go mothafucka
Kamina Ha

Written by:
Maurice Campbell Jr.

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