Beats Of Rage
Now I ain't on T.V. but she want to see me
Light skin like Ri-Ri
In the lab like Dee Dee
Somebody come get her she dancing like a stripper
No she ain't gay but she ain't fucking with none of you niggas
Now I ain't Biggie but she calling me big poppa
Pick it up yea right before the drop off
Boy you ain't bout shit you just a talker
All that texting in her phone you a stalker
Where you at
Where you been
Why you hanging out with him
Why you chilling with your friends
Why can't I be your man
Where you at
Where you been
Why you hanging out with him
Why you chilling with your friends
Why can't I be your man
Just shut up
I just spent some racks on some sticks
Nigga what up
I'll be at work clocking in when you get shot the fuck up
No you not my girl I'm not your man
Hoe I said uh uh
Niggas won't even vouch for you in the city that you come from
Now I ain't Biggie but she calling me Big Poppa
Pick it up yea right before the drop off
Boy you ain't bout shit you just a talker
All that texting in her phone you a stalker
Where you at
Where you been
Why you hanging out with him
Why you chilling with your friends
Why can't I be your man
Where you at
Where you been
Why you hanging out with him
Why you chilling with your friends
Why can't I be your man
This for all you mutha fuckas out there
Hating, talking that shit about Good Juju Or Bad Juju
Bitches be talking that shit and they need to be stopping that shit
You know what I'm saying
Fuck you and that fat ass whore
Light skin like Ri-Ri
In the lab like Dee Dee
Somebody come get her she dancing like a stripper
No she ain't gay but she ain't fucking with none of you niggas
Now I ain't Biggie but she calling me big poppa
Pick it up yea right before the drop off
Boy you ain't bout shit you just a talker
All that texting in her phone you a stalker
Where you at
Where you been
Why you hanging out with him
Why you chilling with your friends
Why can't I be your man
Where you at
Where you been
Why you hanging out with him
Why you chilling with your friends
Why can't I be your man
Just shut up
I just spent some racks on some sticks
Nigga what up
I'll be at work clocking in when you get shot the fuck up
No you not my girl I'm not your man
Hoe I said uh uh
Niggas won't even vouch for you in the city that you come from
Now I ain't Biggie but she calling me Big Poppa
Pick it up yea right before the drop off
Boy you ain't bout shit you just a talker
All that texting in her phone you a stalker
Where you at
Where you been
Why you hanging out with him
Why you chilling with your friends
Why can't I be your man
Where you at
Where you been
Why you hanging out with him
Why you chilling with your friends
Why can't I be your man
This for all you mutha fuckas out there
Hating, talking that shit about Good Juju Or Bad Juju
Bitches be talking that shit and they need to be stopping that shit
You know what I'm saying
Fuck you and that fat ass whore
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Sameshima
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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