I Don't Chase Em'
Yeah, big Snoop Dogg
(Snoop Dogg)
Devin The Dude
A lil' sumn for the
(Something for the bitchez)
For the who?
(For the bitches)
For the bitches, yeah
Oh, in case you don't know
A yo, Devin
(Aha?)
Sing it to 'em nephew, come on
(Aight, let me do it something like this)
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, I let these bitches chase me
They pop up at my shows, they know everywhere I be
Like big Snoop, we got all your CDs
And we'll do anything if you put us on your team
Well aight bitch, I sell a ho a quick dream
Then back on the road so fresh so clean
Pimps up hoes down, nigga that's the theme
And when they choose up, they get broke for everything
I ain't mad at 'em, they just wanna be seen
Flossin' witta boss a picture in the magazine
(Cheese)
The bitches all scream chasing down my limousine
And when I hit the hotel, they waiting at the wind
My down South southern bitches out in New Orleans
I can't forget my Texas bitches faded off that lean
I don't chase bitches, these bitches chase me
For my playa partner rest in peace Pimp C
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
It's like a 9 to 5 but I be high
I'm like the captain and my partner Curtis bout to come by
And beam me up, you don't see me much
'Cause I be in top this better believe ho when up in ya
Sluts don't get much, freaks I make 'em geek
Like dope fiends on this pipe, yep this meat
Hoes they want clothes and shit, expectin' me to unfold it
Oh no, no bitch
Off to work, I go to the studio or another show
Some people spend dough just to see a brother flow
So blessings I gotta get 'em and grind all the time
A piece of pussy be the furthest from my mind
Sometimes when I be traveling, niggas be asking me
Where are my bitches like I brought 'em all with me?
And some niggas be asking, can they go find me a bitch
But I have to dodge mo' pussy than they'll ever get, shit
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
She keeps on taxing me
She won't stop calling me, oh no, no
This ho keeps stalking me
That bitch won't leave me alone, oh no, no
I told this bitch that I was cool on it but she just wouldn't listen
And now she tryin' to blame me for her current condition
Hey bitch I ain't even trippin', I told you I'm into pimpin'
See I'm a hustle boy, baby and I don't chase bitches
All I do is check hoes in every city I visit
And put they number in my phone and later on I hit it
Bitch jock from a distance, quit burnin' my minutes
Either you comin' through or not, it don't make me no difference
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
(Snoop Dogg)
Devin The Dude
A lil' sumn for the
(Something for the bitchez)
For the who?
(For the bitches)
For the bitches, yeah
Oh, in case you don't know
A yo, Devin
(Aha?)
Sing it to 'em nephew, come on
(Aight, let me do it something like this)
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, I let these bitches chase me
They pop up at my shows, they know everywhere I be
Like big Snoop, we got all your CDs
And we'll do anything if you put us on your team
Well aight bitch, I sell a ho a quick dream
Then back on the road so fresh so clean
Pimps up hoes down, nigga that's the theme
And when they choose up, they get broke for everything
I ain't mad at 'em, they just wanna be seen
Flossin' witta boss a picture in the magazine
(Cheese)
The bitches all scream chasing down my limousine
And when I hit the hotel, they waiting at the wind
My down South southern bitches out in New Orleans
I can't forget my Texas bitches faded off that lean
I don't chase bitches, these bitches chase me
For my playa partner rest in peace Pimp C
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
It's like a 9 to 5 but I be high
I'm like the captain and my partner Curtis bout to come by
And beam me up, you don't see me much
'Cause I be in top this better believe ho when up in ya
Sluts don't get much, freaks I make 'em geek
Like dope fiends on this pipe, yep this meat
Hoes they want clothes and shit, expectin' me to unfold it
Oh no, no bitch
Off to work, I go to the studio or another show
Some people spend dough just to see a brother flow
So blessings I gotta get 'em and grind all the time
A piece of pussy be the furthest from my mind
Sometimes when I be traveling, niggas be asking me
Where are my bitches like I brought 'em all with me?
And some niggas be asking, can they go find me a bitch
But I have to dodge mo' pussy than they'll ever get, shit
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
She keeps on taxing me
She won't stop calling me, oh no, no
This ho keeps stalking me
That bitch won't leave me alone, oh no, no
I told this bitch that I was cool on it but she just wouldn't listen
And now she tryin' to blame me for her current condition
Hey bitch I ain't even trippin', I told you I'm into pimpin'
See I'm a hustle boy, baby and I don't chase bitches
All I do is check hoes in every city I visit
And put they number in my phone and later on I hit it
Bitch jock from a distance, quit burnin' my minutes
Either you comin' through or not, it don't make me no difference
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
Credits
Writer(s): Casey James, Leroy Bell, Devin C. Copeland, Calvin Broadus
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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