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Lyricist: Lil' Boosie
Lyrics:
(Verse 1:)
I woke up wiped the cold out my face bruh Here come this bitch put me one lesser wit my pager Hour later, she rollin' thru on the set dawg Askin' for bread and I ain't get that pussy yet dawg Broke her off 30, shit, I ain't hurtin' I got it comin' But you ain't my woman, so I don't know who the fuck you runnin' You wit all that stuntin', tryna play me like it's wicked But this bitch is pretty to say 'shiiit, fuck it forget' She hit me up daily, drivin' me crazy, hoppin' out on the block Gettin' loud and fuck the crowd up, she gotta be stopped And shit ain't called a minute, I tried to end it so I cheer bruh But this bitch dented my car, so I'm down to kill her Shiit, but it's okay I'ma get you in the long run And you gon' need them 50 dollars when you want sum'n So gon' head, I'ma show you the mane Caught her fuckin' in the zone and KO'd her for playin' (Chorus:)
I called ma bitch, ain't talked to ma bitch So I slaughtered ma bitch Nigga, that was the night I owed ma bitch I showed ma bitch, I KO'D ma bitch Nigga that was the night I Called ma bitch, ain't talked to ma bitch So I slaughtered ma bitch Nigga, that was the night I owed ma bitch I showed ma bitch, I KO'D ma bitch Nigga that was the night I (Verse 2:)
This next bitch was a 11 wit a hair-do When she came over, first thing I tol' her I got ta have you So we hooked up but she ain't play it like she 'pposed to Almost had down what everything a nigga supposed to What if they jo's boo, shiiit, would you be buckin' that much? Shit his bread long like mine, what? he gone fuck til i touch? Shit, you seem real. You coulda been wit Lil Boo Went to the parish to see my nigga, you was seein' one too Damn, you gon' get slammed when you visit me guhl All I want is a couple slaps, you gon' give this to me guhl? NO! Shiit, but you won't get yo brotha must want him on the news Left that fool under they covers Now here come trouble, this bitch is holl'n bout she pregnant Claimin' it's mine but I know I ain't fucked her in a second I hit that nigga Kevin and we found out she was stayin' wit a nigga Make that bitch drink clorox just for playin' wit a nigga
(Repeat Chorus) (Verse 3:)
This last bitch was on some smack shit That's sum'n I couldn't deal wit But what I found out, I liked her more than a lil bit Shit, fuck wit my mind I broke her paper She know that I'm major so in her purse she keep a razor These bitches, they hate her so I guess that's why she bitchin' I'm tryna tell her they just want to be in her position I'm tryna tell her yo best friend tol' you leave me Been keepin' this in but I can tell she wanna freak me And now that we beefin', shiiit, ain't no love lost 2002 is all about Boos, so this thug cost And damn, mane this bitch complain to people cause I left her Talkin' about the weed and cheddar, I can't wait to catch her Fuck it, now she wanna come and fuck me I beat it up for hours ackin' like I ain't know nuttin' And fuck a discussion, now it's time to take her home Dropped her off butt-naked on the levee in the stones (Chorus:)
I called ma bitch, ain't talked to ma bitch So I slaughtered ma bitch Nigga, that was the night I maced ma bitch I chased ma bitch, I OJ'd ma bitch Nigga, that was the night I jammed ma bitch I fammed ma bitch, I choke-slammed ma bitch Nigga, that was the night I caught ma bitch I slaughtered ma bitch, put in the water wit ma bitch Yeah, that was the night I left that bitch
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