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Jagged Edge

I Ain't Here For This (Bonus Track)

 

I Ain't Here For This (Bonus Track)

(album: Jagged Edge - 2006)


Man, not this again, man
We just got in the club, man
What you be on, man? for real
You want a drink or something, man? For real, man
You need to help take the edge off or something
For real, man

I ain't in the club for this
Just parked and I just walked in
And she already starting that bull
I ain't spend a dime for this
I just came to put some Henny in me
Really, you can keep the Cris
I ain't ask for shit
Don't be the spot that's gon' get this started
I ain't in the club just to be arguing
So 'less you came here to party
Or let me do shots off ya body
I ain't here for this

Dressed to a T, I'm out in the streets
I'm twenty deep with niggas that's claiming that Eastside
Been riding through the A all night
So how we end up back up on that Eastside?
My girl with me, y'all know how it be
One condition, baby: no drama while the G's round
Now we left the house, she said just stay out
You gave me your word now baby hold your voice down

Me and baby girl got this thing about arguing usually
So every time I take her out
Try to let her know from the door that

I ain't in the club for this
Just parked and I just walked in
And she already starting that bull
I ain't spend a dime for this
I just came to put some Henny in me
Really, you can keep the Cris
I ain't ask for shit
Don't be the spot that's gon' get this started
I ain't in the club just to be arguing
So 'less you came here to party
Or let me do shots off ya body
I ain't here for this

J.E., years in the game
I seen a lotta things that make the average nigga say, "Wow"
My privacy I hold close to me
Let me keep my business out the streets now
If my girl with me, she sticks to the code
Don't be starting nothing, better wait until you get home
I love it when we fight, we gotta make up
Just as long as she can really drag a fight on

Me and baby girl got this thing about arguing usually
(We've been doing this for years now)
So every time I take her out
Try to let her know from the door that

I ain't in the club for this
Just parked and I just walked in
And she already starting that bull
I ain't spend a dime for this
I just came to put some Henny in me
Really, you can keep the Cris
I ain't ask for shit
Don't be the spot that's gon' get this started
I ain't in the club just to be arguing
So 'less you came here to party
Or let me do shots off ya body
I ain't here for this

What I did or where I've been
(Don't you say a word, no)
If you knew how to act
It wouldn't even be a problem
(Try to take you out, but you always show out on me, yeah)
If you wanna know why I hang out with hoods all night
(Baby, baby, baby) 'Cause I can't keep on arguing
Yapping and stressing, it's always a constant fight
And if you wanna know (If you wanna know)
Tell her, say, I'd be better off by myself
And if you wanna know
Now ya know why I roll like I roll, I'll just stay at home
I ain't here for this

Now you been begging me for weeks, so now it's going down
Before we hit this downtown I'ma tell you now
You better sit yo' ass down and just sip some brown
Don't you try to clown when them groupie bitches come around
I don't believe in luck, never been superstitious
They wanna do me, it's apparently due to my riches
They may have heard how I bury the tool in the ditches
And leave the barracuda wet as a school of some fishes
They wanna marry the dude, got 'em preparing me food
Folding the clothes, even washing the dishes
Cleaning the toilets
But you're aware I got you in a position
You 'bout to spoil it with whining and bitching
You walk back to the back of the line of divisions
Trying to make it before 12 with the rest of the pigeons
I got you sipping Zinfandel, chilly at the ear and wrist
I don't wanna hear this shit, really I ain't here for this

I ain't in the club for this
Just parked and I just walked in
And she already starting that bull
I ain't spend a dime for this
I just came to put some Henny in me
Really, you can keep the Cris
I ain't ask for shit
Don't be the spot that's gon' get this started
I ain't in the club just to be arguing
So 'less you came here to party
Or let me do shots off ya body
I ain't here for this

done

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