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Short, Short, up man?
This Captain man this out
I know you and B-Legit finna get in
And get down on this song
But y'all can't be talkin' bad about Broads, man, you
Y'all in here 'bout, "Suckin' this" and "Suckin' that"
Aww, shit, here B pullin' up in his 600
Blowin' big weed, y'all be man

I blaze blunts all day get all night
Be the one to flight if the smoke ain't right
I'm tight, Ike for the drama
baby and her mama, naked in a sauna

Down with the gang 'cuz them be hard
Blue mink, Short and my St.
bad man all around Hoo-J
Tell me what the fuck happened to the

What happened to the
I thought they was through
To do everything we 'em to
Supposed to be all when they get here
Break niggas off, we real playas

in the red said, "It's coo"
She gonna give me some pussy and head too
I ain't though, these bitches takin' too long
I'm 'bout to call some hoes on the phone

Tell 'em I'm a hog nigga, need a triple-X bitch down to
Turn tricks the dick
hips outside and I'm fo' sho' dat
And the finest ho she where mo' at

show that, nigga tuck my jewels
Can't be slippin' with a bitch, know that shit
Hit me at the room when the hoes
It be at 301 we callin' for

they at B-Legit where they at?
Let bitches know theres some real playas back
Told her me in room 510 on the mattress
If you do it right then I'll be bitch

Another showdown, in yo'
Let know you my ho now
I'm feelin' way too off the gin and juice
I'm to fuck my bitch and her friend too

Damn, see man niggas is trippin' man
Niggas this '98 actin' like it's still '88
Short cussin' and all this
Check out, see baby and them leavin' see?

Baby come here, c'mon, baby don't trip
Now just kick it for a lil' while, you know what I'm
I'll take you to Sizzler to go eat after
make 'em stop trippin', don't even trip baby it's all good

I'm feelin' good, everything hooked up
Before all over I'ma be in som'n tight
down at my hip to check my pager
Tryin' to find me a bitch, off the stage

Nigga ain't hungry, fuck them after
Told a cute groupie, "Bitch me in the lobby"
You know how we do it, told her bring all her
Next we gonna do it all again

I said it out my mouth on the mic loud
We at the Holiday-Inn, 510
Bring all the bitches even if they
We hyped, eatin' pussy tonight

her in my mug, peepin' my game
Lookin' like she could take dick in the
We all and Cali green
I need a like that on a pimp team

It's midnight, can't find the right women
Can't be slippin' while late night pimpin'
Way too many niggas got like that
too late then fucked a rat

Wake up in the mornin', mad as
With the wrong bitch, in the hotel
Shoulda gave up when you struck out
Now you tryna get the out

Man I was drunk I went out, blow when I woke up
Didn't get to fuck 'cuz these hoes is
Niggas like me the head lay on
From bad ass who prefer red bones

microphones, later count G's
Could spot a rat chasin' niggas with cheese
Please, put it on freeze, it don't me
happened to the muthafuckin' groupies?

What happened? Nigga they all left, that's what
Y'all muthafuckas be sittin' around all night
Talkin' to each other, oh, that's
Y'all got some Playboy magazines
So I that's why y'all ain't trippin', check this out man

Y'all niggas understand one thing man
Bitches love to be talked to like that
Y'all break down be cool with a bitch
Ya know what I'm
Show her some caring and shit, me?

I when the shit first began
I used to the dog shit out my biggest fans
in the mornin' we hit the waffle spot
Then it's to the telly for some more cock

Shit was non-stop, choose too fast
There's a gang of more bitches with way ass
Up and down the hall with the bad ass
Groupies lookin' for the party

I to be wild as fuck, get my dick sucked
On the of the tour bus with two or three sluts
Check into my suite, somethin' to eat
Knockin' at my door, another lil' freak

Right up the hall on the flo'
You could in line and run a train on the ho
Top-notch or rat, or fat
B-Legit, where all the at?

In the room the tricks gettin' big faces
But they really wanna know how the dick
I used to get fucked, fall asleep, up
Kick the out and bump a freak

But nowadays, you gotta watch route
savin' hoes need to cut that out
So what talkin' 'bout? They shoulda been done came
I think they scared of a nigga with this game

What happened to the groupies? Don't point your
They're all backstage chasin' R and B
At the other concert, on the other of town
I seen a few but they wasn't down

the groupies at, I'ma ask y'all later
Probably out tryna fuck basketball
hoes, rappers got mansions
But we ain't tryna get these tramp bitches

Y'all niggas is man
Y'all need to sit down and re-evaluate your man
Y'all gettin' too old for this shit

Y'all gonna be sittin' around in the
Tryna figure out who home with ya old ass
You to find ya a good woman
her up, get her a BMW
She got kids, only do what you do, her, "I got you"