| Ice Cube, do you think you could give me some money to get my hair done?
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| What's wrong with your hair right now?
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| Well you know I get it done every week, and I need my nails done too
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| Look, I'mma tell you like this
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| I ain't the one, the one to get played like a pooh butt
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| See I'm from the street, so I know what's up
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| On these silly games that's played by the women
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| I'm only happy when I'm goin up in 'em
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| But you know, I'm a menace to society
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| But girls in biker shorts are so fly to me
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| So I step to 'em, with aggression
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| Listen to the kid, and learn a lesson today
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| See, they think we narrow minded
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| 'Cause they got a cute face, and big-behinded
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| So I walk over and say "How ya doin'?"
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| See, I'm only down for screwin', but you know
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| Ya gotta play it off cool
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| 'Cause if they catch you slipping, you'll get schooled
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| And they'll get you for your money, son
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| Next thing you know you're getting their hair and they nails done
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| Fool, and they'll let you show 'em off
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| But when it comes to sex, they got a bad cough
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| Or a headache, it's all give and no take
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| Run out of money, and watch your heart break
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| They'll drop you like a bad habit
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| 'Cause a brother with money yo, they gotta have it
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| Messing with me though, they gets none
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| You can't juice Ice Cube, girl, 'cause I ain't the one
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| Girrrrrl, you got to get these brothers for all the money you can honey. |
| 'Cause if they ain't got no money, they can't do nothin' for me but get out of my face
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| I know what you mean, girl; |
| it ain't nothin' right jumpin' off unless he got dollars!
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| Sometimes I used to wonder
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| How the hell an ugly dude get a fine girl's number
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| He's getting juiced for his ducats
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| I tell a girl in a minute yo, I drive a bucket
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| And won't think nuttin' of it
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| She can ride or walk, either leave it or love it
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| I show her that I'm not the O, the N-E, say
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| I'm a ruthless N-I double-G A
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| 'Cause I'm gamin' on a female that's gamin' on me
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| You know I spell girl with a B
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| A brother like me is only out for one thing
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| I think with my ding-a-ling, but I won't bring no
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| Flowers to your doorstep, when we goin' out
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| 'Cause you'll take it for granted, no doubt
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| And after the date, I'mma want to do the wild thing
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| You want lobster? |
| Huh! |
| I'm thinking Burger King
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| And when I take you, you get frustrated
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| You can't juice Ice Cube and you hate it
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| But you see, I don't go nuts
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| Over girls like you with the BIG ol butts
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| It start comin' out the pocket, to knock it
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| But when the damage is done
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| You can only lay me girl, you can't play me girl
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| For the simple fact that, I ain't the one
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| I don't care how they look; |
| if they got money, we can hook up but they ain't gettin' none
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| Yeah, I just make em think they gonna get some, play with they mind a lil bit, and get that money. |
| Oh Ice Cube, can I have some money pleeeease?
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| Give you money? |
| Why bother?
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| 'Cause you know I'm looking nothing like your father
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| Girl, I can't be played or ganked
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| Ganked means getting took for your bank
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| Or your gold or your money or something
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| Nine times outta ten, she's giving up nothing
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| They get mad when I put it in perspective
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| But let's see if my knowledge is effective
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| To the brothas man they robbing you blind
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| 'Cause they fine with a big behind, but pay it no mind
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| Keep your money to yourself, homie
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| And if you got enough game
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| You'll get her name and her number
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| Without going under
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| You can't leave 'em and love and stay above 'em
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| I used to get no play; |
| now she stay behind me
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| 'Cause I said I had a Benz 190
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| But I lied and played the one
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| Just to get some; |
| now she feels dumb
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| To my homies it's funny
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| But that's what you get trying to play me for my money
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| Now don't you feel used?
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| But I don't give a hoot, huh, because I knock boots
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| You shouldn't be, so damn material
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| And try to milk Ice Cube like cereal
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| Now how many times do I have to say it?
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| 'Cause if I have to go get a gun
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| You girls will learn I don't burn
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| You think I'm a sucka, but I ain't the one
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| But you said you love me!
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| I don't see no rings on this finger
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| Why you doin' me like this? |
| I love you!
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| Yeah, you love my money; |
| I got what I wanted -- beat it! |