ELR
When you're in a low place
And the woman you're fuckin' callin' y'all soulmates
But you're already hip she's bold-faced
Pander
Ponder
Hmmm
Cold Case
I know you mad
But it gets worse when you find out
That I been in her mouth like Colgate
Like, "Uhhh - it's no way this lame nigga
Is the other guy that my gal let hit it!"
The emotional toll
s the marriage troll
Leave niggas lost looking at maps
GPS tell them where to go
I'm funny with it
Tell a broke nigga
"GO PUT SOME MONEY WITH IT!"
Watch him stutter coming up with excuses
Look nigga, If you was really 'bout it
I wouldn't have to teach you how to do it
I'm really bourgeois
500 thread count
Fuck yo' Coogi
"On a bright summer day"
I'll make it gloomy
Counting greenbacks in the 'Lac with Suzi
Like they do in movies
While I do the Fooley
With a fist in the air like I'm Dr. Huey
Fuckin' groovy
You can't stop me from eating Hibachi
Across the street from Cooley
Women identify me as Snoopy
They ain't gotta know that I'm choosey
I rap
And she's a groupie
Take her to the spot
And drink her like a smoothie
And that's really all it is
I learned not to deal with chicks with kids
'Cause it's usually drama with their babdy daddy
Like, I'm just here to "Stir It Up" like Patti
Tomorrow I'm with another groupie in Cincinnati
She loves to tell me
"You're enchanting.
I can't wait to feel your lips
Here's the addy."
I tell chicks: "If you want a nigga, get at me
I might let you drive the boat while we're at sea"
She's on birth control
I brought Plan B
Even though I'm addictive like caffeine
I rather focus on goals
Because all women do is distract me
By undressing in the backseat
Ready to workout
Make her sweat
Athlete
Then she runs back to her nigga
Track meet
Then I'll explain the situation on "wack beats"
I ain't high yet
Let me taxi
I'm sick of women who always taxing
Additional energy
Additional time
Anti-nutrition
Flax seed
Single life is the only life
Putting alot on your partner is fuckin trife
Doing the least but want most attention
That feels like dictatorship, did I mention
My negligence?
Get ignored
Then off to another woman
She cummin', Mid-stoke
Mood straight
I'm in this bitch
They say you feel better when you talk about it, though
I feel sorry for your next nigga
I feel sorry for your next nigga
I feel sorry for your next nigga
I feel sorry for your next nigga
Yah
And the woman you're fuckin' callin' y'all soulmates
But you're already hip she's bold-faced
Pander
Ponder
Hmmm
Cold Case
I know you mad
But it gets worse when you find out
That I been in her mouth like Colgate
Like, "Uhhh - it's no way this lame nigga
Is the other guy that my gal let hit it!"
The emotional toll
s the marriage troll
Leave niggas lost looking at maps
GPS tell them where to go
I'm funny with it
Tell a broke nigga
"GO PUT SOME MONEY WITH IT!"
Watch him stutter coming up with excuses
Look nigga, If you was really 'bout it
I wouldn't have to teach you how to do it
I'm really bourgeois
500 thread count
Fuck yo' Coogi
"On a bright summer day"
I'll make it gloomy
Counting greenbacks in the 'Lac with Suzi
Like they do in movies
While I do the Fooley
With a fist in the air like I'm Dr. Huey
Fuckin' groovy
You can't stop me from eating Hibachi
Across the street from Cooley
Women identify me as Snoopy
They ain't gotta know that I'm choosey
I rap
And she's a groupie
Take her to the spot
And drink her like a smoothie
And that's really all it is
I learned not to deal with chicks with kids
'Cause it's usually drama with their babdy daddy
Like, I'm just here to "Stir It Up" like Patti
Tomorrow I'm with another groupie in Cincinnati
She loves to tell me
"You're enchanting.
I can't wait to feel your lips
Here's the addy."
I tell chicks: "If you want a nigga, get at me
I might let you drive the boat while we're at sea"
She's on birth control
I brought Plan B
Even though I'm addictive like caffeine
I rather focus on goals
Because all women do is distract me
By undressing in the backseat
Ready to workout
Make her sweat
Athlete
Then she runs back to her nigga
Track meet
Then I'll explain the situation on "wack beats"
I ain't high yet
Let me taxi
I'm sick of women who always taxing
Additional energy
Additional time
Anti-nutrition
Flax seed
Single life is the only life
Putting alot on your partner is fuckin trife
Doing the least but want most attention
That feels like dictatorship, did I mention
My negligence?
Get ignored
Then off to another woman
She cummin', Mid-stoke
Mood straight
I'm in this bitch
They say you feel better when you talk about it, though
I feel sorry for your next nigga
I feel sorry for your next nigga
I feel sorry for your next nigga
I feel sorry for your next nigga
Yah
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Writer(s): M Pye, Mario Pye
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