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letra de effed up - gift of gab

[chorus]
it’s effed up, when a girl treats you bad
and later on, you find out she’s doin bad
and deep down inside that makes you feel glad
it’s effed up, and i don’t wanna be like that
it’s effed up, and i don’t wanna be like that
it’s effed up, and i don’t wanna be like that

[gift of gab]
yo, met a fly girl by the name of kay
baby girl was sharper than a razor blade
pushed up and i made my way (hey)
hit it off great, started dating kay
yo, she didn’t really even make me wait
put me in a lovely kind of sacred state
thinkin of a wedding and a cake to bake
suddenly, it started goin wrong…
she started coming home more late and late
i was chillin at the bar to make a great escape
seen her posted up with the homie blake, no way!
furious, i started goin ape at kay
told me that i just had to take the ache
left me standin ther with my face disgraced
took a while to get over the case with kay
but you know a bro gotta move on, on
months later to the date, seen kay
she had gained a m-ssive ton of weight today
she told me what she did was a great mistake
loneliness, depression was the state she at’
told her, “everything would be okay, just stay
positive and things would be okay” but hey
funny as i walked a-wah away from kay
inside my head i heard this little song
it went…

[chorus]

[gift of gab]
knew a golddigger by the name of pam
used to tell me that i was her favorite man
travel with her everywhere, la to france
europe and brazil, all the way to j-pan
i said it’s nuttin~! i’m a money makin man
showered her with gear all of her favorite brands
took her to the club so she could shake her -ss
suddenly, it started goin wrong…
scuffled at the job, had to take a stance
fired on the spot, tough break my man!
called up with my problems to relate to pam
all i heard was cl!ck and then a tone
she told me i could go ahead and take my d-mn
self and go another place somewhere, just scram!
it took a while to get over the case with pam
but i gotta keep pursuin money…
months later and my papers stacked
one day just strollin around the way, seen pam
she looked like she was livin in a paper bag
all alone and pregnant, all her days went bad
goin crazy, losin mental sp-ce real fast!
she pulled a stogie out so she could take a drag!
gave her a dollar as i walked away from pam
inside my head i heard the little song…

[chorus]

- gift of gab

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