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Short, Short, up man?
This Captain man this out
I you and B-Legit finna get in here
And get down on song right?
But y'all can't be talkin' bad about Broads, man, you
Y'all in talkin' 'bout, "Suckin' this" and "Suckin' that"
Aww, shit, here come B up in his 600
big weed, y'all be cool 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
It's baby and her mama, in a sauna

Down with the gang 'cuz flows be hard
mink, Short and my St. Brenard
Super bad man all Hoo-J
me what the fuck happened to the groupies

What happened to the
I thought they was comin'
To do we want 'em to
Supposed to be all good when they get
Break niggas off, bitch we playas

in the red said, "It's coo"
She gonna give me some pussy and head too
I trippin' though, these bitches takin' too long
I'm 'bout to call other hoes on the phone

Tell 'em I'm a hog nigga, need a bitch down to stick
Turn tricks the dick
There's hips outside and I'm fo' dat
And the finest ho she know mo' at

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga hungry, fuck them after party
a cute groupie, "Bitch meet me in the lobby"
You know how we do it, told her bring all her
weekend we gonna do it all again

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y'all niggas gotta understand one man
Bitches don't love to be talked to like
Y'all break down be cool with a bitch
Ya know what I'm
Show her caring and shit, understand me?

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

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

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

up the hall on the same 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 with the tricks big faces
But they really wanna how the dick tastes
I to get fucked, fall asleep, wake up
Kick the bitch out and bump a

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

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

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

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

gonna be sittin' around in the club
Tryna figure out who goin' 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"