Lyric

I got things sewed

Tell honey to scratch me

Went to the block in Boogietown

And played things sewed

I got things sewed

Tell honey to scratch me

Went to the block in Boogietown

And played things sewed

I breakdown my things

Sewed ‘til they cry

Stop breakdown before

I beat you to death

I breakdown my things

Sewed ‘til they cry

Stop breakdown before

I beat you to death

You know things sewed may

Look good on the outside

But it's black an’ nasty

On the inside, man

You know things sewed may

Look good on the outside

But it's black an’ nasty

On the inside, man

I gotta keep her sew state

‘Cause if you untie me

I won't be satisfied, well

You know that, man

I gotta keep her sew state

‘Cause if you untie me

I won't be satisfied, well

You know that, man

And I got that

Got things sewed

And I got that

Got things sewed

And I got that

Got things sewed