Yo Chick
Told myself I would never fight over a broad
Till i was heartbroke and couldn't get over a broad
Was it true love? Who the fuck knows?
Whacha think I did? Recruit a new ho
I see bitches cheat on me with a nigga they love
So when it come to bitches, I dunno who to trust
Rick James said cocaine was a hell of a drug
But cocaine ain't got shit on fornication and love
How would you feel that I told you that I fucked yo bitch?
Not yo EX girl, but the one you with
You should be ashamed for the shit she did
Shit, whacha expect, these bitches devilish
You already know that you can't trust these hoes
Nah, nah, so before you try to wife her up
I think you should know I fucked yo bitch x2
Telling you the truth, and now its on you
These hoes ain't shit
And you know this x2
She know it
She let me
Tag it from the front, tag it from the back
If I was you, I wouldn't kiss that rack
I was balls deep in yo bitch like a hole in one
Call me Tiger $, bitch, I got more than one
I don't stress a bit, I just stretch yo bitch
Now yo key don't fit, she call the locksmith
I'm in this bitch, gynecologist
I beat it up, I squashed it
You already know that you can't trust these hoes
Nah, nah, so before you try to wife her up
I think you should know I fucked yo bitch x2
Telling you the truth, and now its on you
These hoes ain't shit
And you know this x2
And she know it
She ratchet
I fucked yo bitch
Till i was heartbroke and couldn't get over a broad
Was it true love? Who the fuck knows?
Whacha think I did? Recruit a new ho
I see bitches cheat on me with a nigga they love
So when it come to bitches, I dunno who to trust
Rick James said cocaine was a hell of a drug
But cocaine ain't got shit on fornication and love
How would you feel that I told you that I fucked yo bitch?
Not yo EX girl, but the one you with
You should be ashamed for the shit she did
Shit, whacha expect, these bitches devilish
You already know that you can't trust these hoes
Nah, nah, so before you try to wife her up
I think you should know I fucked yo bitch x2
Telling you the truth, and now its on you
These hoes ain't shit
And you know this x2
She know it
She let me
Tag it from the front, tag it from the back
If I was you, I wouldn't kiss that rack
I was balls deep in yo bitch like a hole in one
Call me Tiger $, bitch, I got more than one
I don't stress a bit, I just stretch yo bitch
Now yo key don't fit, she call the locksmith
I'm in this bitch, gynecologist
I beat it up, I squashed it
You already know that you can't trust these hoes
Nah, nah, so before you try to wife her up
I think you should know I fucked yo bitch x2
Telling you the truth, and now its on you
These hoes ain't shit
And you know this x2
And she know it
She ratchet
I fucked yo bitch
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Writer(s): Kevin L. Mccall, Tyrone William Griffin Jr.
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