| All the game that you were spittin, I know that you was trippin |
| Never thought to see me dippin but I had to get missin |
| I’m tired of you stressin me, why don’t you let it be Comin around cussin me, fuckin wit me mentally |
| Goodbye, you wanna see my face some more |
| So long, pack your bags wan’t you out the door |
| Cause, every time that I play this ruggy |
| Time and time again it’s gonna rain |
| It’s gonna rain it’s gonna rain it’s gonna rain |
| There you go again flippin on me One minute we the shit next minute you shittin on me So what’s the problem huh? |
| No wait, let me guess, gimme some space |
| And some place to get a load of your chest |
| No better yet you don’t get enough attention at home |
| And when I’m gone I don’t even think to pickup the phone |
| I’m dead wrong, now your fed up, packin my stuff, fuckin my head up And I see it in your face right now you wish I shut up I really don’t know what you came here for |
| Round and around we go! |
| Consider your bags outside the door |
| Round and around we go! |
| I really don’t know what you came here for |
| Round and around we go! |
| Consider your bags outside the door |
| Round and around we go! |
| If you don’t understand where I’m comin from |
| then my heart is tellin me you’re not the one |
| All the games you played and now you lied |
| You’re not the one, for me no more so baby bye bye |
| Pack yo’bags and get to steppin |
| You got to let it go you need to stop trippin |
| I hope you don’t think I’ll let you back in cause youse, a, fool |
| I really don’t know what you came here for |
| Round and around we go! |
| Consider your bags outside the door |
| Round and around we go! |
| I really don’t know what you came here for |
| Round and around we go! |
| Consider your bags outside the door |
| Round and around we go! |
| Don’t waste, your time |
| Ya blew me once but not a second time |
| Now it’s time for you, to go away |
| I packed your things nothing else for us to say… but…bye!!! |
| I was gutter when ya met me, gutter when ya left me Gutter when ya came back face it nothin can change that |
| Not romance nor romance counselin |
| You drop the ball now i’m bouncin |
| Find me a room burn an ounce and |
| Waitin for my baby to call foregiven and |
| On some break up to makeup shit givin me draws |
| I dore mi amor, but everytime she choose to go to war |
| I’m lookin at the front door |
| To-day I made up my mind — to get away |
| Every-day, I sit and pray, everyday, every-day |
| To-day I made up my mind — to get away |
| Every-day, I sit and pray, everyday, every-day |
| I really don’t know what you came here for |
| Round and around we go! |
| Consider your bags outside the door |
| Round and around we go! |
| I really don’t know what you came here for |
| Round and around we go! |
| Consider your bags outside the door |
| Round and around we go! |