f/ BooFirst Verse (C-Loc):Too many Baby Girl, can't even count the daysYou had my head fucked up with your conspicuous waysIn a day, made the average nigga pass outBendin' all over in front me, like you want me, with your ass outIt's a muthafucka, playin' with the wrong brothaCould never touch it, cuz I know my dogg got love for yaIf he knew the game, shit'll change, I don't wanna see my dogg sickFindin' out he's in love with a bitchYou know the nigga quick to kill somethin'Ain't no frontin'Got me in a real situation, bad as I want itI need to tell my nigga, and fear that he'll hold a grudgeNiggas take shit fucked up when they in loveBe right back with the bitch, lookin' at you like he wanna empty clipsMake you grab your shit, sayin' "What the fuck is this?"Startin' to get cool, with your partnas and they mate don't mixHave you caught up in some serious bullshitChorus (C-Loc):You know your girl wanna fuck your dogg, right?Yeah nigga, your girl wanna fuck your dogg, nigga(2x)Second Verse (Boo):Stop by to pay my boy a visit, I seen you scopin' from a distanceIn the kitchen blowin' me kissesAskin' for my digitsTempted to fuck wit'cha and I'm tryin' to avoid itBut she's dancin' with her ass all on me at the partyGrabbin' dick, checkin' in at Motel 6On some high/drunk shit, get my dick lickedBy my partna's main bitch, see I know he gone tripBecause this the same bitch, that's carryin' his kidPlus people she did, she let her friend knowAnd her friend let her man knowNow we havin' problems over scandolous assholesHope it don't result to the pistolSee how pussy turn situations crystal?Now I done put scars upon your temple because you violatedAnd got me thinkin' "How the fuck I'ma face him?"You know?ChorusThird Verse (C-Loc):Okay today she heard this, yesterday she heard thatNow Boo, you say that's your girl, but she gone get her ass slappedWanna sit around and clown you bout how I'm no goodSometimes she make me feel like, she want the woodAround these messy ass hoes keep my shit confidentialWhat you expect? Speakin' on my bedroom credentialsI done sexed from my room to the next day lieEven told 'em how I paid off the Q-45They want a piece of thatEven if they have to double backTryin' to cut your rope so they can pick up the slackI'm takin' care of home, ain't no sense in goin' in no zoneBout some dumb shit that your girls ran quickThese hoes doin' bad Baby, stake your claimI tell you girls is sad, they plays a helluva gameNow I done told ya, you need to give this hoe a cold shoulderOr let her know next time that she come over, cuz....Chorus (4x)
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