Ghetto Divorce Lyrics

Ghetto Divorce lyrics

Queen Pen feat. Miss Jones

 

 Ghetto Divorce

 

 [Verse 1]

 For too many years, I had yo back

 And for too many years, you gave me slack

 Tell me, what did you think

 That I was a idiot?

 Or, how many years you thought i'd take yo shit

 I'm out, I'm leavin you wit the whips and the cribs

 In exchange for the kids, and my happiness

 Ghetto divorce, how real is this?

 And oh yeah, tell you side bitch she _In Like Flint_

 I left enough food to last until the weekends

 And when its all gone, go eat wit your friends

 Since thats, who you cherish, more then me

 The one who carried every last one of your seeds

 The one who did a bid for you when you copped one and three

 The one who was on yo side when you copped yo first ki

 Me and you kid, we was meant to be

 Who'd think that the streets will make you flip on Queen

 

 (Chorus: Repeat 2x, Miss Jones)

 I'm doin my thang, I'm movin on

 You won't appreciate a real bitch till shes gone

 Never mind the drama and don't bother callin me

 You'll never find a woman that looked out like me

 

 [Verse 2]

 For, many years concentrated on you

 Lost focus on myself, seperated from my crew

 Allowed you to drain down, my soul slowly

 I'd rather be in the projects

 Then stress and luxeries

 So they're for I'm leavin you wit all yo ice

 That shit wasn't worth bein alone at night

 That shit wasn't worth worryin if you was alright

 So ignorant, you never knew your wrongs from your rights

 Never understood it was always about the respect

 Not about bein yo main chick wit begettes on my neck

 Not about bein me bein the baddest bitch in the hottest whip

 It was about you bein a real man to me and yo kids, yo heard

 

 (Chorus: Repeat 2x)

 I'm doin my thang, I'm movin on

 You won't appreciate a real bitch till shes gone

 Never mind the drama and don't bother callin me

 You'll never find a woman who looked out like me

 I'm doin my thang, I'm movin on

 You won't appreciate a real bitch till shes gone

 Never mind the drama hang yo lame apology

 You'll never find a woman who looked out like me

 

 [Verse 3]

 True I, made the choice to a wife to a thug

 But you gotta understand, at first it was about the love

 But now, I don't know who the fuck you are

 I thought I never say "I miss"when the times was hard

 When all I had was you, and you had me

 Instead of pushin big boys, we was pushin our feets

 I never shitted on you, stricly loyalty

 I lived how you lived, by the codes of the streets

 But you broke that son, when you flipped out on me

 You'll never find another chick that'll hold you down like Queen

 Never, another chick that'll help you grip yo bricks

 Never, another chick will love you without yo chips

 Tha'll ride up in a hooptie, as well as a six

 You gon miss me when I'm gone

 P.S. it was real kid

 

 Uh huh, Miss Jones break it down

 how you feel about this

 

 [Chorus until fade]