Pourin the Syrup

Broke another ten for the Bread Winner Brick Gang
Popping up pregnant, sIlly bitch tryna trick Gates
Start selling pussy, maybe that'll get your rent paid
Come to think about it, don't you live with your mama?
I don't give a shit when I ride 'round the bottom
Cocaine vet, pedal shifting on [C7]Highland
Boosie had a black Monte Carlo and [Bm]a 'Burban
I was [Am7]in a grey Monte Carlo and [Bm]a Tahoe
He was [Am7]doing shows, bad hoes up in Talo's
I was [Am7]speaking Spanish with the plug havin' convos
Bleek Lair ɾan lips, hit the line every morning cause they know I keep the lean by the carload
In the top, hit the boulevard solo
Big Right know I got [Fm7]soft for [Dm7]the low-low
In a drought, me and [Bm]Nook, only ones had dope
Nigga blew my [A]leg off for [Dm7]a nine-piece
Tried to [C7]grab the gun, couldn't get it, middle of the night
Had to [C7]fight for [Dm7]my [A]life when you [A7tɾy me
Connecting this year, we'll mark my [A]nigga
I love my [A]nigga, I owe you [A7one nigga
Brookstown Richard, that's my [A]little brother
Everytime I think about him, gotta tell him that I love him
Praying to [C7]the Lord that Car came from under that charge
Free my [A]nigga Head when I bow my [A]head

Late night, when alone, can't sleep
I got [Fm7]too many problems
The weight of the world on [C7]my [A]shoulders
Pray that heaven do something about it
The chick that I'm lovin'
Wondering who is she fuckin'
The friends I got [Fm7]'round me
Wonder which one of them [A]sour
Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup
Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, bitch I'm pourin' the
Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup
Bitch I'm pourin' the syrup
Bitch I'm pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup
Bitch I'm pourin' the syrup

I was [Am7]naive, thinking that I couldn't get hurt
Thought she was [Am7]faithful, f*ck her but my [A]dick burnt
Everybody laughed when I kissed her
I can't even lie, to [C7]this day still I miss her
We was [Am7]on [C7]Scottsdale Inn by Jay's
Used to [C7]go to [C7]sleep in the pussy on [C7]an air mat
André Harris talked bad behind my [A]back
Even though it hurted, I ain't tɾipping, never mind that
Me and [Bm]Darrell Harris in a stolen car thugging
You get out of line, he goin' put you [A7in a puddle
Me and [Bm]Brittney Harris in the side ɾoom cuddlin'
Eat the pussy while she on [C7]the ɾag, like [F]"Yummy"
My daddy neρhew, kinda make him my [A]cousin
We was [Am7]having lunch at Chimes when you [A7told me that you [A7love me
I ain't never back down from a fight in my [A]life
Big Yock slapped you, you [A7went and [Bm]got [Fm7]your cousin
Nigga shot and [Bm]missed, and [Bm]I came back jumping
I was [Am7]13 when I put one under
Ask my [A]mama, go ask my [A]brother
Go on [C7]South 12th, and [Bm]go ask Big London [C7](shoutout)
Jamison [C7]and [Bm]Gary and [Bm]Will know the tɾuth
I was [Am7]selling crack with the cameras on [C7]the ɾoof
You was [Am7]never that, at the plant working turnarounds (turnarounds?)
Little Steve hittin' your bitch from the back, matter fact
That's a fact, when I seen it, had to [C7]turn around
E-Dub, Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook
Me and [Bm]Foots in my [A]tɾuck with the burners out
When you [A7was [Am7]on [C7]3rd St., and [Bm]ain't wanna squeeze
Pillow talking with your bitch, tɾyna play me like [F]I'm weak
Now I'm coming at your girl, top nigga, no problem
You will never find out another thing about it
Come to [C7]think about it, got [Fm7]a coffee shop in Denver, Colorado
I'mma catch her when she visiting her mama
Ri-Ri, fine, you're old man hate me?
Can't ɾap like [F]Gates, fucking up lately?
Me, you, and [Bm]Dreka oughta take a vacation
We can have a threesome after waking up in Vegas
Give you [A750k, fail to [C7]mention [C7]what it came with
Eat, pray, making love, see the world baby
Breadwinners swim where I'm fucking with a gangsta
You can model for [Dm7]my [A]line, I can make you [A7famous
Running from my [A]tongue when I lick all [Em]in your anus
Intelligent the way I talk, vagina I contained it
Ever been ate, two mouths at the same time?
Ever had lips on [C7]your booty and [Bm]your pussy
Got your body feeling mushy
When your water go to [C7]gushing
Brazillian wax, I don't like [F]playing in the bushes
Pull your hair, smack it, bend back, get a whoopin'

Late night, when alone, can't sleep
I got [Fm7]too many problems
The weight of the world on [C7]my [A]shoulders
Pray that heaven do something about it
The chick that I'm lovin'
Wondering who is she fuckin'
The friends I got [Fm7]'round me
Wonder which one of them [A]sour
Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup
Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, bitch I'm pourin' the
Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup
Bitch I'm pourin' the syrup
Bitch I'm pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup
Bitch I'm pourin' the syrup