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

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

Down the gang 'cuz them flows be hard
mink, Short and my St. Brenard
Super bad man all around
Tell me the fuck happened to the groupies

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

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

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

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

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

showdown, in yo' town
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 niggas is man
Niggas '98 y'all actin' like it's still '88
cussin' and all this bullshit
Check out, see baby and them leavin' see?

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

I'm feelin' good, hooked up right
Before it's all over 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 how we do it, told her bring all her friends
Next 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 pussy tonight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shit was non-stop, 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 wild as fuck, get my sucked
On the back of the tour bus with two or sluts
Check into my suite, order to eat
at my door, it's another lil' freak

Right up the hall on the same
You stand 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 gettin' big
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 savin' hoes to cut that out
So what they 'bout? They shoulda been done came
I think they scared of a with this real game

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

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

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

Y'all be sittin' around in the club
Tryna figure out who goin' home 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"