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Artis - Chorus]
I ain't set the and I ain't for games,
I just to fuck and maybe get some brain.
I got a at the crib so I ain't your man.
I'll be damned, be damned, I'll be damned.
You know all I wanna do is fuck. I ain't
gon' let a hungry women set me up.
And if you I'm that stupid you done pressed your luck.
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, be damned.

Artis]
You right. Yes I love monage--tois
and I got as big as guys's big "wah".
I'm a trick daddy nigga, so bitch how you
that I wouldn't my niggas on to you when I hit ya.
I probably forget ya if I hadn't been drunk,
but choke a dunkadunk, my mind on hump.
my mind's on hump to me my .9's in the trunk,
and Denaun got a line for every fine I hunt.
Not once, twice, but three the lover
that man is, and I'm a freak undercover.
I got plans for you, trick, I don't need a mother.
I got of them motherfuckers tryin' to smother me already.
We can't go steady, but you can me head.
me that, get the hell out my bed, and leave the shit.
My lips will cut nipples when breast fed,
and on the way, leave the with Achman.
I'd love for you to stay but I got date,
with a fat that eat cake on playskates.
She rubbed my funky ass and feed me grace
my man in the closet ran out of videotape.

I'ma make this one clear,
ain't no woman hear ruin my career.
All the hell you doin' is a dream,
that's when you find out that life ain't what it seems.
All these be lyin', bullshittin' each other.
And why the hell Bryant didn't wear a rubber.
He might as well have went and the hoe that he love her.
I'm sure as ain't gonna go to court for my mother,
or my wife, and my sisters. So a mistress.
They signin' a before these bitches hit this.
Never will a woman me out that way.
I a RCA camera in there motherfuckin' face.

What's your name again? It matter.
My name is Bizzy, a for Mr. Mathers.
Sit girl. Let me get you a drink.
I'ma buy you a mink, and you in the sink.
From day one, I you was a hoe.
I put a on my toe and fucked you some mo'.
Turn around, let me see nasty ass.
Put on a Jason mask while I take off maxi pads.

These hoes be on some bullshit. tryin' to pull shit
outta ass. Get mad and put you on blast.
'em bitches how she fucked you,
sucked you, put it on you, you.
Yappin' off with mouth sayin' she loved you.
All on dick, callin' your phone, spazzin' and shit.
Havin' a fit you feel like callin' it quits.
Then she starts your chick,
wantin' to fight. Everytime you up at a gig,
she front row her friends. Flippin' you off.
you to the bar, the bathroom,
the parkin' lot, to the car, you off.
you blackout, now you and the hoe is havin a scrapout.
You get locked up for assault and now you out.