Kane is in the building nigga

Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell

Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell

Where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is gone
Where, where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is gone
Where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
Where, where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
Man fuck dat hoe, but I'm a kill that bitch
(Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell)
When I see that bitch, I'm a kill that bitch

Uh, man I ain't never need no bitch
Tell her take everything, don't leave your shit
Then I sent to her by her mama told her I'll holla
Tryin' get it poppin' now I'm single like a dolla

I'm killing these hoes my swagga is a murder weapon
I'm wanted, fuck around and get arrested
I'm martin tell that bitch get to steppin'
Good morning, brand new bitch for breakfast
T-Streets what they call me
I never met desperate
Don't know lonely
Go bout your business
Let them other hoes want me

Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell

Where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is gone
Where, where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is gone
Where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
Where, where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
Man fuck that hoe, but I'm a kill that bitch
(Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell)
When I see that bitch, I'm a kill that bitch

My old bitch gone, my new bitch with me
And she in the club lookin' for a new bitch wit' me
And truthfully tonight I might have your bitch with me
She ain't gonna dive in that Benz, but she gonna dip wit' me
Oh girl must thought Millz was the next man
Who knows where she at
She's probably wit' her ex man
No second guessin' what's the next plan
New season back to the green like a jets fan
I'm bout money and that attracts divas
You putta ring on her musta thought she was a keepa
But now that girl gone like a fast ball or cheetah

Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell

Where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is gone
Where, where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is gone
Where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
Where, where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
Man fuck that hoe, but I'm a kill that bitch
(Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell)
When I see that bitch, I'm a kill that bitch

East side Gudda add another Gudda
My Bitch was actin' up so I had to get another
Pockets on full chips stacked like Pringles
Cancel that bitch buy another like Nino
I lost one, got ten more callin' man
Women like fleas can't shake them bitches off me
I have a new one every morning with my coffee
I'm on that sip' she love it when I'm off speed
So your not wanted like an orphan
Your nothing to me just another dog bitch barkin'
No need to come back bitch
You could keep walkin'

Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell

Where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is gone
Where, where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is gone
Where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
Where, where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
Man fuck that hoe, but I'm a kill that bitch
(Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell)
When I see that bitch, I'm a kill that bitch

Where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
(Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell)
Where, where my old lady, I'm a kill that bitch
Man fuck that hoe, but I'm a kill that bitch

Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell
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She Is Gone Lyrics

Young Money – She Is Gone Lyrics

Songwriters: JOHNSON, DANIEL / CARTER, DWAYNE / LILLY, CARL / MILLS, JARVIS / PREYAN, JERMAINE ANTHONY
She Is Gone lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing

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