Look, this a lil' story for y'all, though
So just kick back
Remember not to trust these lil' grimy-ass bitches, man, you feel me?
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away
Wonder this time- she's gone
I had this girl, she was my world, I was safe to say
She was a Mexican, lil' bitty but born in the Bay
Lil' baby body really bad, swear that was my bae
She had the curves, she had the curls and she rocked Cartier
She think she fly, she even had a diamond in her face
She my lil' gangster, point the opp and then she load the K
I love my lil' baby, I wouldn't change her for a thing
That's what I used to say, but it all changed it happened in a day
You see it started off weird, I woke up craving crime
Walk in the kitchen, I see my bitch and she looking fine
She like, "Daddy how I look I'm about to be late"
She was a stripper, so I said the same thing everyday
"You look good, you look great, on my mama you do
But you know the hood you stripping at, they ain't f*cking with Lou
And if them niggas ever touch you, you know what I'll do?"
She like, " I know, I know, I know they gon' blown out they shoes"
At least you know, baby
On my mama, yeah, you know, baby
Now do yo thang, up on that pole, baby
(Ain't no sunshine- gone) ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
(And she's always gone too long, anytime she goes away)
(Wonder this time when she's gone)
I'm kicking back, playing my game, with my girl at the club
Look at my phone, somebody calling and I think it's my love
I'm like, "Hello what's going on, baby, what you need?"
He like, "Nah, it's not yo bitch, my nigga its Sleaze"
I'm like "Oh what's happenin', brother? We ain't talked in a minute"
He like, "Nah, blood, we don't got time, I just need you to listen
I just seen you girl up with that nigga who hang with the snitches"
I'm like, "Nah, you trippin', she at work shaking ass with her bitches"
He like, "Nah, don't she got a rose up by her thigh?
And I knew it was your girl
I seen a diamond by her eye
I'll make sure to get the addy, 'cause I know you finna slide"
Hang up the phone and grab the pipe, I guess we going on a ride
I'm in the low doing ninety, give a f*ck about a ticket
He live over in the North, I should be there in a minute
Shooting guard up on the court, 'cause when I shoot, bitch, I ain't missing
All that make 'em make some sense and that I hope I be forgiven
I was knocking on the door and nobody wanna answer
So I whipped out the pole, gave it a cock and blew the handle
And nigga next thing I know, I see a sucka with my queen
This nigga laid up binging shows, and my girl just hopped off his meat
Reach for the pole and let it blow, I'ma watch the f*ck nigga bleed
Damn near emptied out the .30, blood dripping down my face
My queen crying on her knees, like, "Please, let me explain"
I looked down and cried a tear and put a bullet in her brain, nigga