[Intro]
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
Yeah, this how we doing it this time
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
Huh, peep this shit out
[Verse 1]
Whatâs up, baby? I hope this letter brightens your day
And put a big smile on your sexy ass face
Youâre doing the right thing that a solider like you can do
Now stand tall through it all and pimp this shit
Just waiting on the day that you can come home
To see your babyâdamn, itâs driving me crazy
Iâll be down next week to put some money on your books
And hey, look, donât forget to take the celly up out that box
Sent you everything you need and got them new Jordans
Everything there is to shoot, you know my n***aâs sportinâ
Sent you flicks of the baby, sent some shots in my bikini
Huh, I hope youâre glad to see me
Keeping a low profile although Iâm nervous as hell
You know a bitch gotta love you sneaking shit up in jail
Itâs cool, I got your back, you my nigâ and we all that
I wouldnât be down if I canât keep my n***aâs pockets fat
And itâs like that, âcause every week, I send a letter to the pen
[Sampled Hook]
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
(âMy lifeâs filled with rainy daysâ)
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
(âNow my lifeâs filled with rainy daysâ)
[Interlude: Martin Lawrence]
Yo, man, donât believe that old writing shit, man
Right now, man, she in a kitchen butt naked, man
Walking around making another muhâfucka a sandwich
With cheese on her titties, Now and Laters all in her ass
All that shit
[Verse 2]
I put a sale sign on your âfo and the n***a next doâ wanna know
How much you selling your rims foâ?
I told him itâs two for the tires, eight for the rims
Let me talk to my n***a to see what we can work in
All these nigâs want a deal, ainât none of âem real
Like I donât know what to quote, they wanna tell me what to sell it for
You know I ran into Pookie and Ben
I said, âWhatâs up? Yâall act like yâall canât send my n***a no endsâ
I told you n***as wonât be down when your ass ainât around
They donât even call, supposed to be your fuckinâ road dogs
But itâs like that, and every week, I send my letter to the pen
[Sampled Hook]
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
(âMy lifeâs filled with rainy daysâ)
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
(âNow my lifeâs filled with rainy daysâ)
[Interlude: Martin Lawrence]
Iâm telling you, man, I knew the girl before, uh
Before I even came in the muhâfuckinâ joint
Before you met her, man
Iâm telling you, the girl like a muhâfucka to pull her hair
Iâm talking about the hair on her back, man
Iâm telling you, manâŠ
[Verse 3]
Before I bring it to a close, baby, you stay sweet
And donât forget that Iâll be down for my visit next week
My big sister Trish said âhiâ
Tony and Shay dropped by to say that Dee got five
You know they caught him with two kiâs flying back from D.C
The Feds ainât no joke, hanging n***as from ropes
You better know, huh, yeah
âCause every week, I send my letter to the pen
[Sampled Hook]
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
(âMy lifeâs filled with rainy daysâ)
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
(âNow my lifeâs filled with rainy daysâ)
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
(âMy lifeâs filled with rainy daysâ)
(âAinât nuthinâ but a âGâ thang, babyâ)
(âNow my lifeâs filled with rainy daysâ)
[Outro: Martin Lawrence]
Yo, man, you keep ranting and raving about this muhâfuckinâ girl
Like she all that
N***a, Iâma tell you like this
Right now, muhâfucka, she letting another n***a wear your clothes
All out to the club, right now, n***a at a club in an argyle sweater
Some muhâfuckinâ Pierre Cardin shoes, and Sassoon jeans
The muhâfuckaâs a bammer, n***a
And wearing your shit âcause you was a bammer
Now get the fuck out my face!