No Eazy Way Out

Options Options These bitches got options I'm a nigga with options You gotta keep ya options, open You know yo When you really can't feel that nigga no more You wanna move on and you so sure You looking for that key to that closed door Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for Holla at me on the low we can make moves Doing whatever you want, we can break rules Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits When we chillin and we sexing we finish it You ain't getting his attention well you got mine Well only when I got time I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped Not me cause I'm not a option I'd rather be poppin we rocking I thought that you knew this I'm politicking with this chicken wondering if I'm a creep Lil hoodrat bitch from South Philly named Neesh At first she played hard and then it got sweet I could tell she was gutta by looking at her sneaks Peep fresh gum bottom air forces on her feet Cuts in the knees of her jeans and a tight white tee I could tell the way that she smiled that she liked me But then her phone rang boyfriend might be what I played the cut, she told me he a nut Said she tryna move on and she told me he was stuck Then showed me what was up Dissed him thru the phone Kept calling and calling he wouldn't leave her alone I'm saying I feel his pain cause this bitch so bad And he probably blowing a L in the crib so mad Body crazy titties and a big ol ass She recognized real I ain't spend no cash It ain't take no time to get up in the back of the wheel and slow grind She paid him no mind Yo I Luv Your Girl it's like a Dream Shorty Was The Shit when I hit (Yanamean) She like white wine I like lime green That nigga probably wonder why she got mean She wanna be free and wanna see me Wanna flirt want a shirt and she want a CD un When you really can't feel that nigga no more You wanna move on and you so sure You looking for that key to that closed door Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for Holla at me on the low we can make moves Doing whatever you want, we can break rules Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits When we chillin and we sexing, we finish it You ain't getting his attention well you got mine Well only when I got time I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped Not me cause I'm not a option I'd rather be poppin we rocking I thought that you knew this She getting at me like what I need what I want You get the cups I'll get the weed and the blunts After we fucked when I was deep in ya guts She started telling me how she wasn't leavin and stuff And I told her that's cool you better be around and watch out for that fool She said oh that dude I said yeah that dude ya boyfriend wit the tattoos She said that's my dude? That's news Now he ya ex, wanting me to be ya next One thing about me I'm always focused on checks You belong to bull couldn't belong to me She got years with this nigga it was wrong for me You got that "I'll be back" when I wanted to leave When I give you the word I be the real A.T. Eaze When you say you wanna do it you do it it's no tease But I'm keeping my options open so please You just locked down and we not Co-D's I don't keep handcuffs cause I ain't the police A damn shame when you stuck with a lame You see you could've did better you start discovering things She rather be with me never want it to change Don't fix what ain't broke this why I'm dope Go back to ya man and let me get back to my plans Coming over hit my jack in advance When you really can't feel that nigga no more You wanna move on and you so sure You looking for that key to that closed door Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for Holla at me on the low we can make moves Doing whatever you want, we can break rules Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits When we chillin and we sexing we finish it You ain't getting his attention well you got mine Well only when I got time I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped Not me cause I'm not a option I'd rather be poppin we rocking I thought that you knew this Un un You knew this, I thought that you knew this