Main Chicks Lie

When ya main bitch lie to you
Man I can't explain how dat feel
But All I know it ain't for real
When ya main bitch lie to you
You get mad wanna put yo hands on her
Cus u done blew so many bands on her
When ya main bitch lie to you
Gotta crop dat hoe out the picture
Why it's M.O.B. cus I got trust issues
When ya main bitch lie to you
Throw away ya heart
And just keep ya soul
And tell dat hoe she gotta go
When ya main bitch lie to you

I knew dis lil bit wasn't shit
She faker than a counterfeit
I'm makin flips and takin trips
She in another nigga whip
Usually tha tables switched
I'm wit another nigga bitch
Smokin dope and counting dough
Educated young black pimp
Wen I smashed her
I shulda passed her
Just like a point guard
Lil shawty goin supa hard
I got dat work want on my job
Can't get mad cus she choosey
Buy her own dusse
Shopping sprees designer things
Da Goyard and da Gucci
Dis a fucked up situation
Got thirteen pees
In her basement
Ima have to tie her up
And use her as a demonstration
Neva cross me neva play me
Damn dat lady was my baby
Trigger finger my 380
Pull it wit no hesitation

When ya main bitch lie to you
Man I can't explain how dat feel
But All I know it ain't for real
When ya main bitch lie to you
You get mad wanna put yo hands on her
Cus u done blew so many bands on her
When ya main bitch lie to you
Gotta crop dat hoe out the picture
Why it's M.O.B. cus I got trust issues
When ya main bitch lie to you
Throw away ya heart
And just keep ya soul
And tell dat hoe she gotta go
When ya main bitch lie to you



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Writer(s): Christopher Miller
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