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Short, Short, what's up
This man check this out
I know you and finna get in here
And get on this song right?
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, y'all be man

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

with the gang 'cuz them flows be hard
Blue mink, and my St. Brenard
bad man all around 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
Break niggas off, bitch we 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, a triple-X bitch down to stick
Turn switched the dick
There's hips outside and I'm fo' dat
And the ho she know where mo' at

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

Where at B-Legit where they at?
Let these bitches theres some real playas back
Told her me in room 510 on the mattress
If you do it right then 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 my bitch and her friend too

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

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

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

Nigga hungry, fuck them after party
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 said it out my mouth on the mic real
We at the Holiday-Inn, 510
Bring all the bitches even if dikes
We hyped, hoes eatin' tonight

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

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

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

Man I was drunk when I went out, blow I woke up
get to fuck 'cuz these hoes is ducks
Niggas like me need the lay on
From bad ass who prefer red bones

Rock microphones, later G's
Could always spot a rat chasin' niggas cheese
Please, put it on freeze, it suit me
What to the muthafuckin' groupies?

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

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

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

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

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

Right up the on the same flo'
You could stand in and run a train on the ho
or rat, skinny or fat
B-Legit, all the groupies at?

In the room with the tricks big faces
But they wanna know how the dick tastes
I used to get fucked, fall asleep, up
Kick the bitch out and bump a

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

happened to the groupies? Don't 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
out tryna fuck basketball players
Silly hoes, got mansions
But we ain't tryna get into tramp bitches

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

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