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Artis - Chorus] I set the stroke and I ain't for games, I just to fuck and maybe get some brain. I got a woman at the crib so I ain't man. I'll be damned, be damned, I'll be damned. You all I really wanna do is fuck. I ain't gon' let a money hungry set me up. And if you think I'm stupid you done pressed your luck. I'll be damned, I'll be damned, be damned.
Artis] You gave right. Yes I monage--tois and I got as big as guys's big "wah". I'm a trick nigga, so bitch how you figure that I wouldn't turn my niggas on to you I hit ya. I probably could forget ya if I been drunk, but choke a dunkadunk, my mind on hump. my mind's on hump to me my .9's in the trunk, and Denaun got a line for fine bitch I hunt. Not once, twice, but three the lover that your man is, and I'm a undercover. I got plans for you, trick, I need a baby mother. I got five of them tryin' to smother me already. We can't go steady, but you can me head. Give me that, get the out my bed, and leave the shit. My lips will cut nipples when breast fed, and on the way, the bread with Achman. I'd for you to stay but I got another date, with a fat that eat cake on playskates. She rubbed my ass feet and feed me grace my man in the closet ran out of videotape.
I'ma make one thing clear, ain't no hear gon' ruin my career. All the hell you is pursuin' a dream, that's when you find out that life truly what it seems. All these be lyin', bullshittin' each other. And why the hell Bryant didn't wear a rubber. He might as well have went and told the hoe he love her. I'm sure as hell ain't go to court for my mother, or my wife, and my sisters. So a mistress. signin' a contract before these bitches hit this. Never will a woman me out that way. I keep a RCA in there motherfuckin' face.
What's name again? It doesn't matter. My is Bizzy, a bodygaurd for Mr. Mathers. Sit girl. Let me get you a drink. buy you a mink, and rape you in the sink. From day one, I you was a hoe. I put a on my toe and fucked you some mo'. Turn around, let me see your ass. Put on a Jason mask while I take off your pads.
These hoes be on some bullshit. Always to pull shit outta ass. Get mad and put you on blast. 'em bitches how she fucked you, sucked you, put it on you, you. Yappin' off with mouth sayin' she loved you. All on dick, callin' your phone, spazzin' and shit. Havin' a fit until you feel like it quits. Then she starts your chick, wantin' to fight. Everytime you up at a gig, she front row with her friends. you off. you to the bar, the bathroom, the parkin' lot, to the car, you off. Until you blackout, now you and the hoe is a scrapout. You get up for assault and now you asked out.