Slug Christ - Ion Really Know lyrics

[Verse 1: Wavy Jone$] Now Ion really give a f** if you f** with me I brought the d** so she in love with me Sippin' a motherf**ing can of beer Middle of the room shine like a chandelier Gucci on my dick Gucci on my feet Coochie from a b**h Coochie from a freak Pull up in a Rover Skurt off in a Benz I don't need a b**h Motherf** a friend f** the government and f** a cop too I'm on your block I'm in your top two If I ain't hit it then I made her sweat Diamonds on my neck Then I got her wet Aye, I ain't no rookie I'm a veteran Gotta taste that p**y fore I settle in And like a junkie, got her [?] What's life about? Yeah, what's the meaning? [Hook: Wavy Jone$ (x2)] Ion really know What you wanna know? Ion really know What you wanna know? Ion really know What you wanna know? b**h we on a roll Count a hundred slow [Verse 2: Slug Christ] b**h living right down the interstate (okay) Aye, meet me back, c*nt, so I can fornicate (okay) Aye, yeah Too much sh** to contemplate (okay, okay, okay) I wonder how I'm gonna die today (okay, okay) All them racks went up my nose (yeah) I'm feeling so I'm dialing sh** you already know Push [?] [?] Catch me at the store, man Meet me at the Texaco Laying around the floor, man, I can't feel it anymore I can't take it anymore, I'm running out of options Telling me you're f**ing broke Well why is that my problem? Sleeping in a coffin Hit up the street doctor Like "Mr. Dopeman, what you got for depression?" I'm hurting and I'm hoping that when tomorrow comes it'll bring the apoca-lypse