When I Get Out (Letra)

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[Ericka:] What’s up boo, how you doin’?
[TQ:] How I’m doing, know how I’m doin’, doin’ fucked up, up in here.
Ready to get up outta this muthafucker
[Ericka:] Nigga, you ain’t gotta say it with no attitude.
[TQ:] I’m just sayin’, man, it’s bad up in here. How you doin’? what’s poppin’ up there
[Ericka:] I’m alright. Everything alright I guess.
[TQ:] you handling shit like you supposed to be handlin’?
[Ericka:] Now you know.
[TQ:] now there better be no niggas around ma house
[Ericka:] Nigga, you got me all fucked up, how you gon say some shit like that?
[TQ:] Hey, I’m just saying, man, just keepin’ it real

[TQ:] Been in here about a year
Never thought the game would take me under
About to get my first tear, while I’m sittin’ in my cell I wonder
What are you doing outside
Are you giving all my ass up
You’re a dime so niggas won’t pass up

[Ericka:] Wait a minute nigga you better back up
I told you a long time ago I’d always have your back
I’m still coming off with half of them checks, so why are you trippin?
Ain’t got to worry ‘bout nobody getting up in your stuff
Soon as the jury said guilty I closed it up
Bought you a new Bible with a blunt in it already rolled up
Numbers and Dueteronomy is where you’ll fine me
[TQ:] Don’t mind me, I’m feenin’ baby
I want some ass real bad
Locked up wit’ all these hard legs, scrappin’ daily
I miss my baby, I’m going crazy, I gotta get out of this place
Can’t you help me

[Chorus]
[TQ:] How can you love me?
[Ericka:] Somebody gotta do it
[TQ:] It’s gotta be hard!
[Ericka:] Ain’t really nothing to it
[TQ:] But you make me happy
[Ericka:] You know you really shouldn’t have no doubt – can’t wait till you get out
[TQ:] when I get out
[Ericka:] I already told you
[TQ:] I guess I didn’t believe it
[Ericka:] You spend all your time
[TQ:] Fucked up getting weeded
[Ericka:] But you make me happy
[TQ:] So I’m sittin here countin’ the days down – I can’t wait till I get out……
[Ericka:] When you get out…

[Bridge]
Things can get back to the way they used to be
You and me in a chromed out E – bumpin’ Bone Thugs
I got the pedal to the floor, dippin’ kinda high and trippin’,
I really wanna hit it, your shit is finger lickin’

[Ericka:] Wait a minute I really miss you, so don’t get me started
The sweating, the bumpin’, the grinding right through these bars and
If I ever thought it would help you make it – just picture me naked
Can’t feel your body and I hate it….I’m going crazy
[Ericka:] Gotta get my mind off this, ‘bout to go up to the mall and buy an outfit
[TQ:] If you spend all my loot and I’m gonna be pissed – that’s no bullshit
[Ericka:] Now who in the hell do you think you’re talking to – you know I’m the only one in the world who will put up with you
[TQ:] Got 72 more days in here, it seems like 20 years – can’t smoke, can’t drink no beer, can’t get no ass in here
So when I finally come home It’s gonna be on, cause I’m gonna be lickin’ and kissing and sticking all week long, baby

[Chorus]
[TQ:] How can you love me?
[Ericka:] Somebody gotta do it
[TQ:] It’s gotta be hard!
[Ericka:] Ain’t really nothing to it
[TQ:] But you make me happy
[Ericka:] You know you really shouldn’t have no doubt – can’t wait till you get out
[TQ:] when I get out
[Ericka:] I already told you
[TQ:] I guess I didn’t believe it
[Ericka:] You spend all your time
[TQ:] Fucked up getting weeded
[Ericka:] But you make me happy
[TQ:] So I’m sittin here countin’ the days down – I can’t wait till I get out……
[Ericka:] When you get out…

[Chorus]
[TQ:] How can you love me?
[Ericka:] Somebody gotta do it
[TQ:] It’s gotta be hard!
[Ericka:] Ain’t really nothing to it
[TQ:] But you make me happy
[Ericka:] You know you really shouldn’t have no doubt – can’t wait till you get out
[TQ:] when I get out
[Ericka:] I already told you
[TQ:] I guess I didn’t believe it
[Ericka:] You spend all your time
[TQ:] Fucked up getting weeded
[Ericka:] But you make me happy
[TQ:] So I’m sittin here countin’ the days down – I can’t wait till I get out……
[Ericka:] When you get out…
When you get out
[TQ:] When I get out..

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When I Get Out (Letra)

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Featuring Ericka Yancey

[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 cell I wonder
What are you doin’ outside
Are givin’ all my ass up
You a dime so niggaz won’t pass up

[Ericka]
Wait a minute nigga 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’
You 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 ass real bad
Locked up wit all of these hard legs
Scrapin’ daily, I miss my baby, I’m goin’ crazy
I 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] – You kno you should have never 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] – Fucked up and gettin’ weeded
[Ericka] – But you make me happy
[TQ] – So I’m sittin’ here countin’ dayz down
I 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
I got the pedel to the floor
We dippin’, kinda high and trippin’
And I really wanna hit it
Yo shit 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 it
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 bullshit

[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
It seems like 20 years
Can’t smoke, can’t drink no beer
Can’t get no ass 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)

When I Get Out (Letra)

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"comaley, get up. let’s go."
"what?"
"well, it’s your lucky day today, pal. you’re free."
"uh, what do you mean?"
"yup, that’s right you been pardoned. so come on get your shit
Let’s go."
"what are you talking about, i don’t understand?"
"yup, governor’s pardoned you. now come on, let’s get the fuck out of here."
"uh, uh, i’m free. are you serious!?"
"fuck no, you got four more years, stupid ass.
Hahahaha. every
Fuckin day, you fall for it. fuckin stupid ass."

Wicked clown!

When i get out, i’m going home to southwest
Going straight to my freaks and get undressed
And i’m a hit it like an insane chicken hawk
Hoochie, won’t be able to walk

When i get out, i’m a run around town naked
Cuz my freedom feels good, i can’t fake it
I let my nuts flop to the hip-hop
I wanna chop chop punk cop flip flop

When i get out, i’m going to my mother’s house
She gonna cook a steak and serve it with brussel sprouts
But i don’t care, she can cook a cinder block
And i’m a chew it on up to the last rock

When i get out, i’m putting on my new shoes
But i don’t see anybody sportin kangaroos
And them wizaby shorts are history
But so what, i’m a sport mine like a g

Wicked clowns! check it out y’all
Wicked clowns! we gettin out y’all
Wicked clowns! check it out y’all
Wicked clowns! we gettin out

When i get out, i’m going to the festivals
Cussing, rude, and scratching my testicles
Like we did before we got locked down
I’m coming back around, the wicked clown

When i get out, i’m a throw a party
And guess who shows up, nobody!
I just sit alone and play solitaire
I don’t care, at least i won’t be here

When i get out, i’m coming back to del ray
So i can breathe the smog but that’s okay
Cuz i’d much rather whif that shit
Then my cellmate rico’s funky armpits

When i get out, i’m heading straight to the store
For a big long cold thing of faygo
And i’m a drink it down to the very end
After that, i eat the bottle that it came in

Wicked clowns! check it out y’all
Wicked clowns! we gettin out y’all
Wicked clowns! check it out y’all
Wicked clowns! we gettin out

"yeah, let me call this broad up, tell her i’m getting out.
This is my baby, ya know what i’m saying."
"what’s up, baby, man, it’s me."
"wait a minute."
"who the hell is this? who the hell is this?!"

When i get out, i’m shooting someone in the head
Somebody been sleeping in my bed
I never thought my sweetheart would sell me out
Now i gotta walk up and blow her mouth out

Wicked clown
Wicked wicked clown

When i get out, i’m back to the good life
So don’t sweat me, officer barney fife
In the pen, i seen your cop friend butt son
Seen daddy like to use his butt some

When i get out, it’s all about the underground
I’ll crawl back into the pipes and never be found
So when you brush your teeth
You might see my eyeball looking at you through the sink

Wicked clowns! check it out y’all
Wicked clowns! we gettin out y’all
Wicked clowns! check it out y’all
Wicked clowns! we gettin out

I’m getting out, i’m getting out!

Guess who’s coming to your big town
Jugglin jugglers jugglin jugglers (kiss the clown)