Congo
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care bout what you been through
Forget about it all, when you take off them clothes
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care about what you been through
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all when you come out them clothes
Forget about it all, let it leave your soul
Forget about it all, let it leave your
Let it leave your soul
Let it leave your soul
Aye, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Yeah, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Aw hell naw
I can't f*ck around with broke niggas
And I ain't never fell in love with a gold digger
What you want nigga
I can't hear you
I been on the phone
I can't hear you
Got the headphones on
If you too turnt up
You need to take your ass on
If you too f*cked up
You need to take your ass home
You tryna smoke
I ain't got none for ya
If you want some smoke
I got some big guns for ya
Oh, you popping big shit
Don't let the shotty be the plunger
Oh, you f*ck with opposites and shit
You might get Peter rolled
I put my heart into this shit
So I gotta keep it on froze
Riding the wave
With the rod on me
And all this ice up on my neck
I got a firearm
My young niggas thinking bout running your bitch
Don't ring the fire alarm
My young niggas thinking bout running in your house
If you are not around
Gotta get in line nigga
Cause this shit just might cost a fine nigga
And my bad bitch, yeah, she fine nigga
And my bad nigga, yeah I'm
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care bout what you been through
Forget about it all, when you take off them clothes
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care about what you been through
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all when you come out them clothes
Forget about it all, let it leave your soul
Forget about it all, let it leave your
Let it leave your soul
Let it leave your soul
Aye, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Yeah, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Aw hell naw
I can't f*ck with no broke nigga
And I ain't never fell in love with a gold digger
What you want nigga
I can't hear you
I been on the phone
What you want
I got the headphones on
You geeked, you need to take your ass home
You need to take your ass home
You tryna smoke
I ain't got none for ya
Hell naw, nigga I ain't got it for ya
It's early in the morning
Need a cup of Folgers
Need a cup of Folgers
You wanna rap
But you gotta get in line
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Congo
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care bout what you been through
Forget about it all, when you take off them clothes
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care about what you been through
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all when you come out them clothes
Forget about it all, let it leave your soul
Forget about it all, let it leave your
Let it leave your soul
Let it leave your soul
Aye, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Yeah, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Aw hell naw
I can't f*ck around with broke niggas
And I ain't never fell in love with a gold digger
What you want nigga
I can't hear you
I been on the phone
I can't hear you
Got the headphones on
If you too turnt up
You need to take your ass on
If you too f*cked up
You need to take your ass home
You tryna smoke
I ain't got none for ya
If you want some smoke
I got some big guns for ya
Oh, you popping big shit
Don't let the shotty be the plunger
Oh, you f*ck with opposites and shit
You might get Peter rolled
I put my heart into this shit
So I gotta keep it on froze
Riding the wave
With the rod on me
And all this ice up on my neck
I got a firearm
My young niggas thinking bout running your bitch
Don't ring the fire alarm
My young niggas thinking bout running in your house
If you are not around
Gotta get in line nigga
Cause this shit just might cost a fine nigga
And my bad bitch, yeah, she fine nigga
And my bad nigga, yeah I'm
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care bout what you been through
Forget about it all, when you take off them clothes
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care about what you been through
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all when you come out them clothes
Forget about it all, let it leave your soul
Forget about it all, let it leave your
Let it leave your soul
Let it leave your soul
Aye, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Yeah, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Aw hell naw
I can't f*ck with no broke nigga
And I ain't never fell in love with a gold digger
What you want nigga
I can't hear you
I been on the phone
What you want
I got the headphones on
You geeked, you need to take your ass home
You need to take your ass home
You tryna smoke
I ain't got none for ya
Hell naw, nigga I ain't got it for ya
It's early in the morning
Need a cup of Folgers
Need a cup of Folgers
You wanna rap
But you gotta get in line
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care bout what you been through
Forget about it all, when you take off them clothes
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care about what you been through
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all when you come out them clothes
Forget about it all, let it leave your soul
Forget about it all, let it leave your
Let it leave your soul
Let it leave your soul
Aye, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Yeah, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Aw hell naw
I can't f*ck around with broke niggas
And I ain't never fell in love with a gold digger
What you want nigga
I can't hear you
I been on the phone
I can't hear you
Got the headphones on
If you too turnt up
You need to take your ass on
If you too f*cked up
You need to take your ass home
You tryna smoke
I ain't got none for ya
If you want some smoke
I got some big guns for ya
Oh, you popping big shit
Don't let the shotty be the plunger
Oh, you f*ck with opposites and shit
You might get Peter rolled
I put my heart into this shit
So I gotta keep it on froze
Riding the wave
With the rod on me
And all this ice up on my neck
I got a firearm
My young niggas thinking bout running your bitch
Don't ring the fire alarm
My young niggas thinking bout running in your house
If you are not around
Gotta get in line nigga
Cause this shit just might cost a fine nigga
And my bad bitch, yeah, she fine nigga
And my bad nigga, yeah I'm
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care bout what you been through
Forget about it all, when you take off them clothes
Baby, come put your head on my pillow
I don't care about what you been through
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all, when you walk through the door
Forget about it all when you come out them clothes
Forget about it all, let it leave your soul
Forget about it all, let it leave your
Let it leave your soul
Let it leave your soul
Aye, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Yeah, gotta let it leave your soul nigga
Aw hell naw
I can't f*ck with no broke nigga
And I ain't never fell in love with a gold digger
What you want nigga
I can't hear you
I been on the phone
What you want
I got the headphones on
You geeked, you need to take your ass home
You need to take your ass home
You tryna smoke
I ain't got none for ya
Hell naw, nigga I ain't got it for ya
It's early in the morning
Need a cup of Folgers
Need a cup of Folgers
You wanna rap
But you gotta get in line
Writer: Greg Robinson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid