Songtext:
Biggie] yeah... fuck you Bunte Klebefolie [lil kim] fuck you too! [b.i.g.] fuck you bitch [lil kim] fuck you motherfucker [b.i.g.] you ain't shit anyway, fuck you [lil kim] you ain't shit, you fat motherfucker [b.i.g.] yeah, whatever whatever [lil kim] whatevah [b.i.g.] you wasn't sayin that when you was suckin my dick [lil kim] you wasn't sayin that when you was eatin my bush! Memory Spiel You a nasty motherfucker! [b.i.g.] check it, uhh [lil kim] crab ass
Chorus one: b.i.g.
What do ya do when yo' bitch is untrue? You cut that hooker off and find someone new I need another bitch (another bitch), in my life Internetagentur Leverkusen
Verse one: notorious b.i.g.
Uh-huh, uhh, uhh I know he don't treat you like i treat you Time to explain the game you see through Sex is lethal, i ain't gon lie Means to get ya back, i ain't gon try Like this ya'll, my girl sucked anotha nigga dick y'all Thaimassage Scottsdale Light skinned with the chrome die six y'all Thought they was creepin, two trips to v-a every third weekend While you was sleepin, he hit you on the box Sixty-nine go non-stop Shoulda left ya then, but my heart said not You knew too much, the relationship grew too much You knew about the crack vials, means to be trialed Way i hid dough under the bathroom towel Waited for a while, thought you was my right thing Plakate Then things got frightening Peep the scene, sorta like sam rosten Guess you ginger, huh, go figure Never thought you could be a gold digger Take my dough and spend with the next nigga Asked my man trigga, my ace boom coon Told me cut the bitch off 'fore the shit balloon Now i'm like brandy, sittin in my room Pissy drunk listenin to stylistic tunes Hotel Ostsee Or the o-jays, thinkin bout the old days My nigga's like, fuck that bitch, go play Baller, did she beep you? don't call her Guess who i seen, that freak bitch paula She was askin bout ya whereabouts Here's the digits, i know you can wear that out Tear that out the frame, ya game so tight You'll be all fuckin night Immobilien Krefeld Chorus two: lil kim
What do ya do when your man is untrue? Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new? I need another man, in my life
Verse two: lil kim
Mmm, uhhh, uhhh! Member when you said you would die for me, shit All of that was just lies to me Motherfucker shoulda never said bye to me Now you cry for me, like jodeci It's like that y'all, my nigga hit another bitch from the back y'all Black nasty and matter fact ya'll Shoulda seen the hoe, nigga pack ya shit You out the door, ohh What about the fight in the mirage? I seen ya benz, parked outside my sister's garage Said it was ya friend rog, bullshit I ain't gonna keep puttin up wit the bullshit And still i, never sweat these bitches Who be hanged like plaques on the wall and ya pictures Scalin fishes, my love is concrete Stashin ya heat in the passenger seat Of the nautica jeep, we've been down for so long Still a bitch like me tryin to hold on Teary eyed, damn a bitch steamin Girls steady screamin, 'kim you need to leave him!' When i testified in court, couldn't think straight Thinkin bout the bitches i fought Over you, nigga half the shit you bought And fuck you, movin is my last resort You see nine outta ten niggaz, ain't shit One outta five niggaz suck a dick Ya mad at me, too bad she ain't as bad as me Choulda kept the freak bitch off my canape Now you see, ain't no pussy warm as mine Long as mine, ain't no love as strong as this When i sucked ya dick, it's like smokin a roach Uhh, i go from first class to coach
