| Whatcha gon' do?
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| Do you wanna get down?
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| Whatcha gon' do? |
| (Baby)
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| Do you wanna get down? |
| (Tell Me)
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| Whatcha gon' do?
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| Do you wanna get down?
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| Whatcha gon' do?
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| Do you wanna get down?
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| Peep this trick
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (pay attention)
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| I’d rather give you my bitch
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| I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe
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| On my last bit of indo smoke
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| I’d rather give you my bitch tonight
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| You wanna hit my joint, but I’d rather let you fuck my bitch
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| Suck her tits, and she’ll suck your dick
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| And since one man’s trash is another man’s treasure
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| You gets no part of my weed, but you can have my bitch Heather, sheeit!
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| Like every other bitch I get
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| I’d rather give you my bitch, my whole bitch, and nothing but my bitch
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| 'Cause anybody that can bleed for 5 days and don’t die
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| Plus develop an attitude, go to sleep, wake up
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| And look at me dead in my eyes ain’t for me playa
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| Oh nah, maybe for you
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| Suga fired that sleepwalkin' bitch I thought you knew, fool, I’m true, said
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| I gotta get mine, I wanna get mine
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| I need to get mine, I’m wasting my time
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| 'Cause playas do what they want to, yeah
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| And suckers do what they can
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| You-you, can’t-can't, get-get, me-me, bitch
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| I love being rich
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| I want you but I don’t need you
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| Let your momma tell you how to make a nigga please you
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| Not knowin' that I’m 10 steps ahead of Lisa
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| And the bullshit she runnin' going against the grain (what, sang!)
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| I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe on
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| My last bit of indo smoke
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| I’d rather give you my bitch
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| Then I’ll let you breathe again, breathe again
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (why?)
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| 'Cause you a trick, and you be thinkin' with your dick and shit bitch
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| I’d rather give you my bitch, t-tonight
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| (Hi-ho Silver!)
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| Bitch, if you look at me like that again, hoe, I’m subject to kill you
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| 'Cause love ain’t nothin but 2 people feelin' sorry for each other
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| Then hittin' divorce court to pay child support to your baby’s mother
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| Here comes the sheriff knockin' at my front door
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| With a warrant for my arrest 'cause I refuse to pay a ho
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| Sheeit, ain’t no pussy good enough for me to split half my shit
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| I wouldn’t give a squirt of piss to save a broke bitch
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| Gimme this, gimme that, do you got, can I have
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| That’s all I hear, bitch, I’ll beat your ass
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| I better never hear a bitch say she broke
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| As long as she’s got a pussy with some ass and a deep throat
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| And oooh-weee
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| It ain’t a bitch breathing today that can do me
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| She use to be a sweet taste in my mouth
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| But now I want to knock her motherfucking ass out
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| I ain’t ready to fuck or stick my dick in your throat
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| Pay me and pay me no attention bitch 'cause I’mma keep ya broke
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| Fuck a girlfriend, bitch, I need a nasty ho
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| So she work that corner 'til she can’t no mo'
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| Yeah, hey DJ Quik, peep this getback
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| I got a brand new backslap that’ll park her like a Cadillac
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| Now be a man, nigga, check that bitch
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| And if you smell something stankin' that’s me 'cause I’m the shit
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| I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe on
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| My last bit of indo smoke
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| I’d rather give you my bitch
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| Then I’ll let you breathe again, breathe again
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (why?)
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| 'Cause you a trick, and you be thinkin' with your dick and shit bitch
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| I’d rather give you my bitch, t-tonight
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| I’d rather give you my bitch, tonight
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| And Loco 'Y', Little Groove, Little Gun, Maniac
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| Little 'C', Dillinger, and Termite, Charley Mack
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| 'B' Dog, Gangster Greg, Little Greg, M&M
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| Mountain Flan, Don Juan, Crazy 'T', Little Sim
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| 'D' Mack, Gangster Dirt, Al Boo, Ray Dog, 'G' Wood
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| And Baby Insane, peep this mayne
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| See I could be broke as a joke sayin'
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| 'Ay, homie can I get some of that smoke
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| And could you sell me some of that drink, loc-loc?'
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| But I bang, bang, chitty, chitty
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| Lips, hips, fingertips, ass and titties
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| Now, ah-ha, schooled you
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| And that’s how we do it in Pomona, fool
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| I left her
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| Ol' monkey-mouth tore up ass raggedy heifer
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| Bitch you lookin like somebody dug you up, and drugged you up And stood you up,
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| and fucked you up
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| Now, still the mind and the body must follow
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| Now she wide around her mouth wantin' dick to swallow
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| And right before I go
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| Please donate my brain to Captain Save-A-Hoe
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| I’d rather give you my bitch
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| I’d rather give you my bitch
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| I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe
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| On the shorts of my indo smoke
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| I’d rather give you my bitch
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| Then I’ll let you breathe again, breathe again
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (why?)
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| 'Cause you a trick, and you be thinkin' with your dick and shit, bitch
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| I’d rather give you my bitch, t-tonight
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (like a motherfucka)
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (like a motherfucka)
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| I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe
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| On my last bit of indo smoke
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| I’d rather give you my bitch, t-tonight
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (Pomona town)
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (westside for life)
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| I’d rather give you my bitch
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| I’d rather give you my bitch
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| (Kingpin, DJ Quik, and Hi-C, and Black Tone for life)
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (Pomona town, in a real way)
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| I’d rather give you my bitch (Why you bullshittin'?)
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| (Like a motherfucka) |