I woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes Know 'bout 'at I got these, old walkin' blues Woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes But you know 'bout 'at I, got these old walkin' blues Lord, I feel like blowin' my woh old lonesome horn Got

Welcome to D12 World! Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac milli quick, When D12 rock this summer it's over with. All these bitches and all these hoes, What the fuck you looking at me for? (You, nigga!). Oh yeah, you like my chain, want to get your skinny

What's in this mug? Toasted up, no I ain't hostin' Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it I was sliding in the Lamb' with the powerglide (oh) Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh) She wanna fuck, speak up Comin' out her

Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls Talkin' 'bout these hoes, yeah Tryna dodge these hoes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woah, oh, woah It's gon' be your favorite song

Damned if you love me Damned if you don't It's gettin' harder holdin' on but I can't let you go Damned if you don't need me Damned if you do Oh God I wish it wasn't me standin' in these shoes Lyin' here beside you in someone else's bed Knowin' what we're

22 hoes on me, 22 clothes on me, oh 22 golds on me, 22 broads on me (keep broads on me) Givin' you swag for free Learn how to dress from me (how to dress from me) Keepin' these hoes beneath Keepin' 'em beneath my feet (okay) I done got backbone I done

When you said it was over You shot right through my heart Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart Ooh, I was so mad I could've seen this coming right from the start You should beware, beware, beware of a women with a broken heart Baby, last