I'm gonna kick it on the sly try n' pick it up

That woman holds a nine there beneath that love

The trigger's tight and man she ready to fuss

Ya either get the grip or get gusto

     

I'm gonna kick it like a preacher man believing the dust

Tho she gone I know she comin back to us

Just another lover that been chasing the lust

Just a bit of breaking that been ready to bust

 

Why won't you? Why won't you? Why won't you take some blame?

 

I'm gonna kick it on the sly try and pick it up

That women'll weave a web or bear that hug

Either way she gotcha until you've had enough

Then she bite and back her bones right off

 

I'm gonna kick like a teacher that believing his art

All he know is the truth, baby it's in that chalk

In other words the writing, yea she's on the wall

Truth be told its your bad after all

 

  

I'm gonna kick it on the sly try and pick it up

That chick she brewed the pot to stir it up

Welcome home and grab ahold your mug

Now tip it back or try to test your luck

 

I'm gonna kick it like politician caught in the muck

Spin the tire to tell 'em he moved on 

Divert the gaze and slang a bit of mud

Naw she ain't moved, but boy you're in that gutter

 

Oh truth be told. Good Lord knows we need some