Letra de ' Tired (feat. Rob49) ' de Sexyy Red

Stupid duck-ass bitch
You don't wanna answer that phone, you probably got that nigga over there
Pulling that nasty ass wig off, bitch?
Tell him how you were sucking my dick in the back of this Rolls-Royce truck
You broke-rugged, broke down bitch

Man, I'm tired of these niggas, they don't come with shit
But a hard time and some whack-ass dick
Actin' like he got it, but he ain't got shit
Dirty ass shoes, baby, that's not it

Yeah
I give her brain and fuck her good
That's all she ever wanted
She pullin' up at 4 a. m., I'm 'bout to put her under
I'm cuffin' freak hoes
Ain't got no job, ain't got no whip, but she gon' deep throat
Well, I'on kiss hoes, alright

I know a faking ass nigga when I see one
Actin' likе he got some money, wholе time, got no funds
All time, his dick small, whole time, got grey income
I don't trust these nasty ass nigga's tryna give me something, yeah
Yeah
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Yeah
I ain't flyin' out, if I ain't fuckin'
Ain't givin' her no money
And you trustin' her for nothing
That pussy little musty, dumb bitch
How the fuck you still sleepin' in a bunk bed?
Act like you got shit
I know, I know I'ma a champ but fuck her on a mattress
Traphouse tripping, fucking niggas, bitches
Once she on her pills, she get litty, alright
Bitch, take out your titties, I wan' see 'em (freak-ass hoe!)

Fuck you, you cheating ass nigga
I'ma fuck your home boy in mouth, bitch
Since you wanna run around and fuck everybody
You dirty dick-ass bitch
Man, I'm tired of these niggas, they don't come with shit
But a hard time is a whack-ass dick
Actin' like he got it, but he ain't got shit
Dirty ass shoes, baby, that's not it

Yeah
I give her a brain and fuck her good
That's all she ever wanted
She pullin' up at 4 a. m., I'm 'bout to put her under
I'm cuffin' freaked hoes
Ain't got no job, ain't got no whip, but she gon' deep though
Well, I'on kiss hoes, alright

I bet you thought you did that with that lil' fit
You the type that keep the tags, to return that shit
Flexing on a gram, oh, you baby mama whip
Had me all in the car, boy, you a trip
Family at home, but be all in the club
Smellin' like ass, and be high off them drugs
Can't even buy no food, pussy boy, you a scrub
Nigga, I'on watch your number, and I'on want no hug

Yeah
She gon' fuck a nigga for money and food
She been settin' niggas up, gotta know how to move
All 'em crab legs she be going to your head
She gon' fuck friends, she don't wan' cash, she wan' a check

Man, I'm tired of these niggas, they don't come with shit
But a hard time and some whack-ass dick
Actin' like he got it, but he ain't got shit
Dirty ass shoes, baby, that's not it

Yeah, I give her brain and fuck her good
That's all she ever wanted
She pullin' up at 4 a. m., I'm 'bout to put her under
I'm cuffin' freak hoes
Ain't got no job, ain't got no whip, but she gon' deep though
Well, I'on kiss hoes, alright

Man, I been fucking getting this hoe money for abortions
This bitch one got a BBL
Man they know a nigga get fucking money
Stupid, dusty ass hoe, want a nigga to fly her out here and see her and first the first night, still staying with her mama, broke ass hoe
She don't even got no ? and want a nigga to fly her out
Man, Like you ain't just fuck my man like a week or two