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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

showdown, in yo' town
Let know you my ho now
I'm feelin' way too off the gin and juice
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 and all this bullshit
Check out, see baby and them leavin' see?

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

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

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

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

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

It's after midnight, can't find the women
be slippin' while you're late night pimpin'
Way too niggas got stuck like that
Waited too late then 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 get the fuck out

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

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

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

Y'all gotta understand 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'?
Show her some 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 waffle
Then it's to the telly for some more cock

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

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

Right up the hall on the same
You could stand in line and run a 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 know how the dick
I used to get fucked, asleep, wake up
Kick the out and bump a freak

But nowadays, you gotta watch your
Niggas savin' need to cut that out
So what they talkin' 'bout? shoulda been done came
I think scared 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 side of town
I seen a few but they wasn't down

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

niggas is trippin' man
Y'all need to sit down and your morals man
Y'all niggas too old for this shit

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