(Talking) Here's a story About a ***** About a ***** I once ****ed wit Now I want ya'll to listen real close ****'s a trip Peep game Used to have a ***** that was true to life to me Damn near a wife to me The ***** was just right for me Stood by my side Used to help me wit my hustle Down to pack straps and a cap if we had a tustle I used to trust her wit my riches I be in the kitchen cookin chickens While she be washin dishes 150,000 in the attic Pager blowin up all night, my ***** never gave a ***** static I used to make her mad enough to kill Lipstick on the front of my draws, man my ***** was real Cuz she never stole nothin Gaffled by the FED's 3 4 times and never told nothin But wait My ***** is gettin distant on me No more back rubs and kisses What's happenin wit my little misses Too sleepy for the *** play Now what's really going on the same **** the next day Damn I know she wouldn't **** around Still I taps all my phones and records every ****in sound Conversations wit her homegirl but nothin major I duplicates the cap code to her pager Now i recieves every beat Cuz I'll be damned if my ***** goin be playin me cheap (Chorus) Call it what you want but I gotta know If my ***** ****s around then my ***** gots to go (Repeat 2x) Week and a half flies by and now I Can't trust my ***** doin **** Track her through the mall, the cleaners, and the nail shop The grocery store, and the health food spot Dub you trippin I say to myself ' Is she all that? I'm on my ***** ass like I'm lo jack' Just hold that I don't really like when she be callin her best friend Pull up on the lot in a black Benz I could smell it homie It's goin down These *****es bout to flirt wit some *****s and clown Followed they ass to the Mo-Mo Oh no Damn this ****'s for real Now just imagine how a ***** feal Cuz I been livin wit a hoe And worse than that a mutha****a didn't know She got's to go I hit the chronic cuz I'm on a mission I'm havin visions Of two dead *****es missin Christmas I can't take it no more I ***** my strap ?takes flight? And kick the ****in hinges off the door I skimmed the room with the infared And finds my ***** and her best friend naked in the water bed (Chorus) Now I'm confused I puts my heat down Mouth open like a mutha****a takes a seat now (?we's now?) How long you been ****in her? I ain't know yo ass was on **** Got me thinkin bout ? ? She said I trust her like you trust me If you trust we Then us three could be livin in harmony I get's to thinkin bout the ***** and the riches **** it I guess I got two down *****es (Chorus) (Talking) Ha yeah Tell ya about these little stank ass scrags Ain't **** I got two of em now **** em One for this braid right here One for this braid right here Gotta lick this middle one **** ya'll WC CJ Mac
(Talking) Here's a story About a ***** About a ***** I once ****ed wit Now I want ya'll to listen real close ****'s a trip Peep game Used to have a ***** that was true to life to me Damn near a wife to me The ***** was just right for me Stood by my side Used to help me wit my hustle Down to pack straps and a cap if we had a tustle I used to trust her wit my riches I be in the kitchen cookin chickens While she be washin dishes 150,000 in the attic Pager blowin up all night, my ***** never gave a ***** static I used to make her mad enough to kill Lipstick on the front of my draws, man my ***** was real Cuz she never stole nothin Gaffled by the FED's 3 4 times and never told nothin But wait My ***** is gettin distant on me No more back rubs and kisses What's happenin wit my little misses Too sleepy for the *** play Now what's really going on the same **** the next day Damn I know she wouldn't **** around Still I taps all my phones and records every ****in sound Conversations wit her homegirl but nothin major I duplicates the cap code to her pager Now i recieves every beat Cuz I'll be damned if my ***** goin be playin me cheap (Chorus) Call it what you want but I gotta know If my ***** ****s around then my ***** gots to go (Repeat 2x) Week and a half flies by and now I Can't trust my ***** doin **** Track her through the mall, the cleaners, and the nail shop The grocery store, and the health food spot Dub you trippin I say to myself ' Is she all that? I'm on my ***** ass like I'm lo jack' Just hold that I don't really like when she be callin her best friend Pull up on the lot in a black Benz I could smell it homie It's goin down These *****es bout to flirt wit some *****s and clown Followed they ass to the Mo-Mo Oh no Damn this ****'s for real Now just imagine how a ***** feal Cuz I been livin wit a hoe And worse than that a mutha****a didn't know She got's to go I hit the chronic cuz I'm on a mission I'm havin visions Of two dead *****es missin Christmas I can't take it no more I ***** my strap ?takes flight? And kick the ****in hinges off the door I skimmed the room with the infared And finds my ***** and her best friend naked in the water bed (Chorus) Now I'm confused I puts my heat down Mouth open like a mutha****a takes a seat now (?we's now?) How long you been ****in her? I ain't know yo ass was on **** Got me thinkin bout ? ? She said I trust her like you trust me If you trust we Then us three could be livin in harmony I get's to thinkin bout the ***** and the riches **** it I guess I got two down *****es (Chorus) (Talking) Ha yeah Tell ya about these little stank ass scrags Ain't **** I got two of em now **** em One for this braid right here One for this braid right here Gotta lick this middle one **** ya'll WC CJ Mac
