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

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

with the gang 'cuz them flows be hard
Blue mink, and my St. Brenard
Super bad man all 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 good when they get
Break niggas off, we real playas

in the red said, "It's coo"
She gonna give me pussy and some 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, a triple-X bitch down to stick
tricks switched the dick
There's 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, niggas that shit
Hit me at the room when the come
It be at 301 we for some

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

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

Damn, see man y'all is trippin' man
Niggas this '98 y'all actin' it's still '88
cussin' and all this bullshit
Check this out, see baby and leavin' see?

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

I'm feelin' good, hooked up right
it's all over I'ma be in som'n tight
Looked at my hip to check my pager
to find me a bitch, fresh off the stage

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

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

Seen her in my mug, peepin' my
Lookin' like she could dick in the brain
We all champagne and Cali
I need a bitch like that on a team

It's after midnight, find the right women
Can't be slippin' while you're late pimpin'
Way too niggas got stuck like that
Waited too then fucked a rat

up in the mornin', mad as hell
With the wrong bitch, in the wrong
Shoulda gave up you first struck out
Now you tryna get the out

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

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

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

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

I remember when the shit began
I used to fuck the dog shit out my biggest
Four in the we hit the waffle spot
Then it's back to the telly for more cock

was non-stop, don't choose too fast
There's a gang of more with way more ass
Up and down the with the bad ass body
Groupies for the after party

I used to be 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, it's another lil'

up the hall on the same flo'
You stand in line and run a train on the ho
or rat, skinny 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 to get fucked, fall asleep, wake up
Kick the bitch out and bump a

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

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

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

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

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