When I Get Out

Ericka: Wassup boo? How you doin'?

TQ: How I'm doin'? Ya know how I'm doin'.

I'm doin' fucked up in her.

Ready to get up outta this motha-fucka.

Ericka: Nigga, you ain't got to say it with no attitude.

TQ: I'm just sayin', man, it's bad up in here.

How you doin'? What's poppin with it?

Ericka: I'm alright, everything alright, I guess.

TQ: You handlin' shit? Like you supposed to be handlin' it?

Ericka: Now you know.

TQ: Better not be no niggas around my house.

Ericka: Nigga, you got me all fucked up.

How you gon' say some shit like that?

TQ: I'm just sayin', man.Shit, just keepin' it real

TQ: Been in here about a year

Never thought the game would take me under

About to get my first tear, when I'm sittin in

my cell I wonder

What are you doing outside

Are you giving all my ass up

Ericka: Wait a minute nigga you better back up

I told you a long time ago

I'd always have your back

I'm still coming off with half of them checks,

so why are you trippin?

Ain't got to worry 'bout nobody getting up in your stuff

Soon as the jury said guilty I closed it up

Bought you a new Bible with a blunt in it already rolled up

Between Numbers and Dueteronomy is where you'll fine me

TQ: Don't mind me, I'm feenin' baby

I want some ass real bad

Locked up wit' all these hard legs, scrappin' daily

I miss my baby, I'm going crazy, I gotta get out

of this place

(Chorus)

TQ: How can you love me?

Ericka: Somebody gotta do it

TQ: It's gott be hard

Ericka: Ain't really nothing to it

TQ: But you make me happy

Ericka: You know you really shouldn't have no

doubt - can't wait till you get out

TQ: I guess I didnt' believe it

Ericka: You spend all your time

TQ: Fucked up getting weeded

Ericka: But you make me happy

TQ: So I'm sittin here countin' the days down

- Can't wait till I get out......

(Bridge)

Things can get back to the way they used to be

You and me in a chromed out E - bumpin'

Bone Thugs

Pedal to the floor, dippin' kinda high and

trippin',

I really wanna hit it, your shit is finger lickin'

Ericka: Wait a minute I really miss you, so

don't get me started

Sweating bumpin' and grinding right through

these bars and

Got a little something to help you make it -

just picture me naked

Can't feel your body and I hate it..

I'm going crazy

Ericka: Gotta get my mind off this, 'bout to

go up to the mall and buy an outfit

TQ: If you spend all my loot and I'm gonna be pissed -

that's no bullshit

Ericka: Now who in the hell do you think you're talking to

You know I'm the only one in the world who will put up with you

TQ: Got 72 more days in here, it seems like 20 years

Can't smoke, can't drink no beer, can't get no ass in here

So when I finally get home It's gonna be on, cause I'm gonna be

lickin' and kissing and sticking all week long

(Chorus)