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  • 作词 : Allen, Allen, Coleman ...
    [Badwayz]Yeah, don't trust her
    Don't trust yo' ******
    Yeah, uhhNow do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Now do you love your ****** or do you trust your ******?
    Yeah[Verse One]
    Now do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Cause ******z gotta tendencies to follow they ************
    You down with
    Too $hort girl?
    He a hoCause
    I'll snatch a ************ up e'ry show, and hit the mo-mo
    But certain ******z fall in love with them hookers
    ****** the ************ ain't yours cause another ****** took her
    Seen a little mo' game, she took a rang and some bigger and better thangs
    Starin at the chain and the karats in the rang
    Now who she wanna leave with, she know we got the sticky
    The ******z wearin ************ies or the ******z givin hickies
    She know what she want, she want that
    California funk
    Them hundred spoke thangs with that juice up in the trunk
    She wanna ride down the sho' with the top back
    But she know
    I gotta hit before we start that
    Man don't trust her[Interlude One](Aiyyo)
    Man, see that's what the ******
    I'm talkin about(What?)
    You can't trust a ************!(The ****** you mean?)
    What'chu mean?
    Where the ****** you been?(Me and my girl Robin went to the car wash)
    I don't wanna hear that ************t
    Robin called me lookin for yo' mother****** ass
    What the ****** you think? (whatever, whatever)
    That's what the ******
    I'm talkin 'bout,
    I'm talkin 'bout(You trippin)
    I can't trust yo' mother****** ass
    You need to get yo' ass the ****** up outta here(****** let's just ******, okay?)
    No I ain't even ******, ain't worth that mother******
    Now do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Now do you love your ****** or do you trust your ******?
    ****** what what, what what wha-what?[Verse Two]
    Now you thinkin you be trustin yo' man, but
    I'ma tell you right now
    The peter man make the plans
    It's like when
    I step up in the club
    I gotta catch my breath9 times out of 10
    I cain't help myself
    I don't really mean to cheat,
    I ain't lyin
    I'm a freak
    Pager goin beep and
    I'm steady tryin to creep
    I admit, I'm a - sinner
    I did what
    I had to do just to get in her
    I simply whispered in her ear
    Tell her I'm the man, tell her what she wanna hear
    Now I'm knowin
    I can hit it
    Cause the ************t was soundin good cause she bought it and she bit it
    I'm down with $hort
    Dawg, I'm the next thang comin
    You heard
    Badwayz? Yeah
    I'm the first one
    My name Stud baby girl, you ain't heard of us?"$hort Records: In Platinum We Tru$t?"
    I hadda died if
    I wasn't high - you ain't heard that?
    But matter of fact,
    I got some ****** in the 'llac
    We can finish these drinks and go smoke that ************t
    And from there, ain't no tellin where we gon' get
    But don't trust her[Interlude Two]
    That's the type of ************t
    I'm talkin about (what?)
    That ****** around ************t man that ************t is not cool(****** around ******, you been ****** around too with some-a your hoes)(Now how you gon' come off on me like that?)
    Man you ain't got no clue, you don't know what the ******'s goin on f'real(Anyway)
    I'm bout to handle business (I know)
    Oh yeah baby what's up? (I know what you doin out there okay?)
    ************, what the ****** you think
    I'm doin?(Well as long as you bringin that lucci home to me baby)
    Now do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Now do you love your ****** or do you trust your ******?
    ****** what what, what what wha-what?[Verse Three]
    You see it's way after 12 and
    I'm out wit'cho ************
    Tossin up, while you workin on the midnight ************ft
    Got you ****** up mad, bout to start a rage
    She won't answer the phone, won't return your page
    Gettin took for what you got yet you treat her real dapper
    She takin all yo' change and she spend it on us rappers
    ****** all in yo' house, bustin all on yo' sheets
    When I come to yo' town,
    I be doggin yo' freak
    Then you come back home lickin all on that ho
    Would have a fit ever knowin she was suckin
    JoeShe love money and excitement, that's why y'all always fightin
    And youse a workin-haulic, she want you to be ballin
    When it all falls down, you cain't trust that ************
    If she make you too mad you might bust that ************
    Be locked down in county for assaultin ************t
    But for love and the ************ you done bought that ************
    Don't trust her
    Don't trust her, don't trust that ************
    Now do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Don't trust her
    Now do you love your ****** or do you trust your ******?
    ****** what what, what what wha-what?
  • 作词 : Allen, Allen, Coleman ...
    [Badwayz]Yeah, don't trust her
    Don't trust yo' ******
    Yeah, uhhNow do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Now do you love your ****** or do you trust your ******?
    Yeah[Verse One]
    Now do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Cause ******z gotta tendencies to follow they ************
    You down with
    Too $hort girl?
    He a hoCause
    I'll snatch a ************ up e'ry show, and hit the mo-mo
    But certain ******z fall in love with them hookers
    ****** the ************ ain't yours cause another ****** took her
    Seen a little mo' game, she took a rang and some bigger and better thangs
    Starin at the chain and the karats in the rang
    Now who she wanna leave with, she know we got the sticky
    The ******z wearin ************ies or the ******z givin hickies
    She know what she want, she want that
    California funk
    Them hundred spoke thangs with that juice up in the trunk
    She wanna ride down the sho' with the top back
    But she know
    I gotta hit before we start that
    Man don't trust her[Interlude One](Aiyyo)
    Man, see that's what the ******
    I'm talkin about(What?)
    You can't trust a ************!(The ****** you mean?)
    What'chu mean?
    Where the ****** you been?(Me and my girl Robin went to the car wash)
    I don't wanna hear that ************t
    Robin called me lookin for yo' mother****** ass
    What the ****** you think? (whatever, whatever)
    That's what the ******
    I'm talkin 'bout,
    I'm talkin 'bout(You trippin)
    I can't trust yo' mother****** ass
    You need to get yo' ass the ****** up outta here(****** let's just ******, okay?)
    No I ain't even ******, ain't worth that mother******
    Now do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Now do you love your ****** or do you trust your ******?
    ****** what what, what what wha-what?[Verse Two]
    Now you thinkin you be trustin yo' man, but
    I'ma tell you right now
    The peter man make the plans
    It's like when
    I step up in the club
    I gotta catch my breath9 times out of 10
    I cain't help myself
    I don't really mean to cheat,
    I ain't lyin
    I'm a freak
    Pager goin beep and
    I'm steady tryin to creep
    I admit, I'm a - sinner
    I did what
    I had to do just to get in her
    I simply whispered in her ear
    Tell her I'm the man, tell her what she wanna hear
    Now I'm knowin
    I can hit it
    Cause the ************t was soundin good cause she bought it and she bit it
    I'm down with $hort
    Dawg, I'm the next thang comin
    You heard
    Badwayz? Yeah
    I'm the first one
    My name Stud baby girl, you ain't heard of us?"$hort Records: In Platinum We Tru$t?"
    I hadda died if
    I wasn't high - you ain't heard that?
    But matter of fact,
    I got some ****** in the 'llac
    We can finish these drinks and go smoke that ************t
    And from there, ain't no tellin where we gon' get
    But don't trust her[Interlude Two]
    That's the type of ************t
    I'm talkin about (what?)
    That ****** around ************t man that ************t is not cool(****** around ******, you been ****** around too with some-a your hoes)(Now how you gon' come off on me like that?)
    Man you ain't got no clue, you don't know what the ******'s goin on f'real(Anyway)
    I'm bout to handle business (I know)
    Oh yeah baby what's up? (I know what you doin out there okay?)
    ************, what the ****** you think
    I'm doin?(Well as long as you bringin that lucci home to me baby)
    Now do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Now do you love your ****** or do you trust your ******?
    ****** what what, what what wha-what?[Verse Three]
    You see it's way after 12 and
    I'm out wit'cho ************
    Tossin up, while you workin on the midnight ************ft
    Got you ****** up mad, bout to start a rage
    She won't answer the phone, won't return your page
    Gettin took for what you got yet you treat her real dapper
    She takin all yo' change and she spend it on us rappers
    ****** all in yo' house, bustin all on yo' sheets
    When I come to yo' town,
    I be doggin yo' freak
    Then you come back home lickin all on that ho
    Would have a fit ever knowin she was suckin
    JoeShe love money and excitement, that's why y'all always fightin
    And youse a workin-haulic, she want you to be ballin
    When it all falls down, you cain't trust that ************
    If she make you too mad you might bust that ************
    Be locked down in county for assaultin ************t
    But for love and the ************ you done bought that ************
    Don't trust her
    Don't trust her, don't trust that ************
    Now do you love your ************ or do you trust your ************?
    Don't trust her
    Now do you love your ****** or do you trust your ******?
    ****** what what, what what wha-what?