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Yeah, never seen nothing like this before in my life
I mean, niggas selling out over a ho
But you know, your ho could be the next ho with my ho
Yeah
Once upon a time you know I had a mack daddy
Just me and him in an eight-troy Caddy
The hookers would stare and the niggas would grin
Just let the wheels spin, let the wheels spin
You know we had to get that proper roll on
But popped went the tire and we had to get that stroll on
Came up on some wank tears that I knew
From way back when, in 1982
They tried to push up on my honey
All smiling in his face but that shit wasn't funny
They thought they would try to take my man
Ugh, shake my man, uh-huh, break my man
Yeah, break like a brick but I'd rather be broke
Than for a figure in front of my nigga and then play me for a joke
No, 'cause this time it's not happening
Huh, I snatched them bamboos out and start strapping
See, I don't start trouble but I got to bust the bubble
Of a bitch who wanna play me like a two-dollar trick
Ripped the shit up, grabbed his keys and cut
Got stepped through by a bitch with a chip on her shoulder
But I told her that I would have to scold her
And I would have to fold her like a love letter from the second grade
Looked over at my nigga and he's grinning
Confused in my head and my mind is spinning
But it's all over a ho
Because two-bit niggas are always on the go
I remain in my zone, G
But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free
All over a ho
Because two-bit niggas are always on the go
I remain in my zone, G
But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free
'Cause too many niggas, too many niggas wanna keep a bitch down
Ugh, a-wait a minute
Too many niggas, too many niggas wanna keep a bitch down
A-hold up, a-hold up
Too many niggas, too many niggas wanna keep a bitch down
Too many niggas wanna keep you down
So now you see me coming back, watch me flaunt the fly shit
I gotta get it straight when the shit gets scandalous
'Cause I done run around town fucking around second-guessing
But something inside told me to trust my bitch's intuition
Now should I listen? Shh, quiet step
Don't want nobody knowing where I step
Saying to myself, "How the fuck can I deal
With a called-up bitch named Sally that I struck with and I smash it
And give her a G to see what the bitch can find out from me?"
So ya want a little action?
'Cause I'll be damned if I get played like LaToya Jackson
And if I'm played, I'll take it like a woman
I'ma kick 'em to the curb and hit 'em shorter than Gary Coleman
So the bitch was down for the shit
'Cause bitches can set up a nigga faster than a mafia hit clique
Or should I get him smoked? Nope
Here's what happened to the nigga that played me close
Told the ho to meet my nigga at the let 'em
And make sure, Sally, that you buck him and fuck him
Here's a mini-microphone to put in your purse
And I'm sure that your stanky ass don't have to rehearse
It's like sure enough, my nigga rolled up, G
It was dark as a motherfucker, but I could still see
So she finished the job without lagging
Got the nigga on tape like Jimmy Swaggart
And it's (Just as we had planned)
All over a ho
Because two-bit niggas are always on the go
I remain in my zone, G
But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free
All over a ho
Because two-bit niggas are always on the go
I remain in my zone, G
But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free
'Cause too many niggas, too many niggas wanna keep a bitch down
But not me
Too many niggas, too many niggas wanna keep a bitch down
Now I really know that nigga promises ain't true
'Cause he said many times, "I'd die without you"
Ugh, I should've seen through ya
I guess the only thing that you was good for was a punani-eater
Now I bet ya got more water upstairs
Than ya got sugar on a candy cane
You think you're going out to fuck another bitch
Come home and fuck me? Boy, you must be insane
Well, the next day the nigga came over
He pulled up in one of the rides, a Range Rover
He walked in the house thinking everything is right
I said to the nigga, "Have fun last night?"
He said, "What, what, what? Well, uh, what do you mean?"
I said, "Go take a shower 'cause your dick ain't clean"
Now one Sally-less villain
Oh, did she taste great? You can't say shit
I got it all on tape
Yeah, motherfucker, here's your last kiss
'Cause I ain't putting up with that bullshit
All over a ho
Because two-bit niggas are always on the go
I remain in my zone, G
But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free
All over a ho
Because two-bit niggas are always on the go
I remain in my zone, G
But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free
Too many niggas, too many niggas wanna keep a bitch down
But not me
Too many niggas, too many niggas wanna keep a bitch down
So I gotta clown, huh
Too many niggas, too many niggas wanna keep a bitch down
They wanna keep a, keep a, keep a bitch down
All over a ho
Because two-bit niggas are always on the go
I remain in my zone, G
But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free
All over a ho
Because two-bit niggas are always on the go
I remain in my zone, G
But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free
All over a ho
Because two-bit niggas are always on the go
I remain in my zone, G
But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free
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