Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Don't Chase, artist - Devin the Dude. Album song Landing Gear, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.10.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Razor & Tie
Song language: English
I Don't Chase |
Yeah |
Bigg Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg…) |
Devin The Dude |
A lil sumn for the (something for the bitcheeez…) |
For the who? |
(For the bitches!) |
For the bitches, yeah! |
Oh, in case you don’t know |
A yo Devin (aha?) |
Sing it to em nephew, come on |
(Aight, let me do it something like this) |
I don’t chase bitches, bitches chase me |
I don’t need to chase a ho, no no |
I don’t chase bitches, bitches chase me |
I don’t need to chase a ho, no no |
I don’t chase bitches, I let these bitches chase me |
They pop up at my shows, they know everywhere I be |
Like Big Snoop, we got all your CDs |
And we’ll do anything if you put us on your team |
Well aight bitch, I sell a ho a quick dream |
Then back on the road, so fresh so clean |
Pimps up hoes down, nigga that’s the theme |
And when they choose up, they get broke for everything |
I ain’t mad at 'em, they just wanna be seen |
Flossin witta boss a picture in the magazine (Cheese!) |
The bitches all scream chasing down my limousine |
And when I hit the hotel they waiting at the wind |
My down South southern bitches out in New Orleans |
I can’t forget my Texas bitches faded off that lean |
I don’t chase bitches, these bitches chase me |
For my playa partner rest in peace Pimp C |
It’s like a 9 to 5, but I be high |
I’m like the captain and my partner Curtis bout to come by |
And beam me up, you don’t see me much |
Cuz I be in top this better believe ho when up in ya |
Sluts don’t get much, freaks I make 'em geek |
Like dope fiends on this pipe, yep this meat |
Hoes they want clothes and shit, expectin me to unfold it |
Oh no no bitch! |
Off to work I go to the studio or another show |
Some people spend dough just to see a brother flow |
So blessings I gotta get 'em and grind all the time |
A piece of pussy be the furthest from my mind |
Sometimes, when I be traveling, niggas be asking me |
Where are my bitches like I brought 'em all with me |
And some niggas be asking can they go find me a bitch |
But I have to dodge mo' pussy than they’ll ever get, shit |
She keeps on taxing me |
She won’t stop calling me, oh no no |
This ho keeps stalking me |
That bitch won’t leave me alone, oh no no |
I told this bitch that I was cool on it, but she just wouldn’t listen |
And now she tryna blame me for her current condition |
Hey bitch I ain’t even trippin, I told you I’m into pimpin |
See I’m a hustle boy, baby, and I don’t chase bitches |
All I do is check hoes in every city I visit |
And put they number in my phone and later on I hit it |
Bitch jock from a distance, quit burnin my minutes |
Either you comin thru or not, it don’t make me no difference |