Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Why U Bullshittin?, artist - Suga Free. Date of issue: 12.09.2011
Song language: English
Why U Bullshittin? |
| So pay attention, babe |
| Pay attention |
| Our Father, who art in Heaven |
| Quik gave me a beat, now Pomona’s on the set, now… |
| Get your money, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Baby, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Mama tried but it ain’t no love like homie love, baby |
| I’m G’d up and I’m crazy |
| And there’s a mellow ghetto breeze on my ass |
| 'Cause I’m, saggin', don’t wanna die so I’m packin' |
| Now when I see my baby cryin', I can’t explain how it hits me |
| I’m tryin' to take responsibility |
| You see in order for me to win, I gotta lose sometimes, baby |
| I know I’m wrong but I’mma make it |
| Now I… never hit a woman, nah |
| But I’ll slap the shit out of a bitch, why you bullshittin'?! |
| If you think with a little head, you gets a little head, little trick |
| But I ain’t going against the grain, not me, not even a little bit |
| Bet she didn’t tell you she used to be my ho, huh? |
| Yeah nigga, she sold that pussy for me in Pomona |
| You better take some of this nighttime stuffy, achy head, fever so could |
| realize I’m tryin' to get rich with Quik |
| Why you bullshittin' medicine, nigga |
| Suga Free is lovely and pretty as I can be |
| Perm silkier than Charlotte’s Web, waves deep as Redondo Beach |
| Tellin' you to… |
| Get your money, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Baby, why you bullshittin'?! |
| I get down, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Baby, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Now what’s the problem nigga? |
| Whu-what? |
| Yo' lady won’t suck your dick? |
| 'Cause for the very low low price of $ 100 you can use my bitch |
| And if you act now, man, I’ll throw in a ho that’ll buff your knob |
| She used to work down there at the sperm bank until she got fired for drinkin' |
| on the job |
| But you ain’t knowin', givin' baby yo' money, be killin' me! |
| Lettin' that bitch disrespect you in front of yo' friends be killin me! |
| Always givin' that bitch some dick, killin' me |
| Goin' through one ear, comin' out the other |
| Talkin bout you feelin' me |
| Now, partner tell me where my love at |
| 'Cause I’mma tell you where you’re wrong at |
| I’ll bend but I won’t break, not me, no madam |
| I’m broker than the ten commandments |
| Plus I just walked a hole in some Stacey Adams |
| Shit! |
| And at that, you broke, been broke, gon' be broke |
| Wanna see me broke, but please ho, really doe |
| 'Cause I’ll tell a lie, she’ll tell a lie |
| Then we’ll sit there with a straight face |
| And compliment each other on one another’s lie |
| Now I can tell you 30 times how to pimp you a ho |
| And I can tell you 30 more and you still won’t know |
| Partner, you, you wanna overuse the pussy |
| Me, I’m tryin' to hit the news with the pussy |
| In a survey it’s estimated that 9 out of 10 men don’t check they spouse but |
| Suga Free’ll tell your pretty ass to get the fuck out! |
| And… |
| Get my money, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Baby, why you bullshittin'?! |
| I get down, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Baby, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Bitch, come get your damn kids, you see 'em tearin' up my shit |
| She’s starin' dead at they ass, you won’t tell 'em to quit |
| Now, I’ll whoop they ass, fuck waitin' 'til baby turn her back |
| Let little man come sock me in the chest again and try to run, he gettin' |
| cracked |
| I want you but I really don’t need you, bitch |
| 'Cause all you do is eat, burp and fuck and talk that shit |
| And tell your kids I ain’t they motherfuckin' daddy |
| What-what? |
| Your Medi-Cal expired? |
| 'Cause they look like they been eatin' cabbage |
| And it don’t cost a dime |
| I won’t knock no pork chop off your plate if you don’t knock one off of mine |
| Yeah, this pimpin' partna |
| 'Cause a hoe’s gonna be a ho for real |
| Quit jockin' her cause youse a snack, she’s lookin' for a meal |
| And I ain’t tryin' to be your friend, bitch |
| Buddy, buddy, that’s my partner, that nigga cool, and all that shit |
| Sayin: I won’t be afraid, I won’t go astray |
| I pay like I weigh, I’ll stay in my place |
| Please let me stay, I’ll ho to my grave |
| So how you wanna handle this? |
| Baby, we’ll dismantle this |
| And we blows you out like a candle trick |
| Hahahahahahaa |
| And we blows you out like a candle trick |
| Man, get your money, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Baby, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Believe me, I get down, why you bullshittin'?! |
| That’s right, baby, why you bullshittin'?! |
| It’s pimpin wit me. |
| Don’t fuck around, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Yo, Kingpin, why you bullshittin'?! |
| I think, Pomona Town, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Uhh! |
| That’s where I’m from, why you bullshittin'?! |
| It’s pimpin wit me, why you bullshittin'?! |
| What’s pimpin wit chu?, baby, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Uuh, trick, it ain’t hard, why you bullshittin'?! |
| In a real way credit card, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Got my money baby, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Ahh, god damn, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Suga Free, I get down, why you bullshittin'?! |
| Suga Free, Black Tone, don’t be bullshittin'! |
| Kingpin for life! |
| Ahhhh, kingpin for life, y’all! |