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Yo, if that girl knows where you stay that's poor Some whore banging on your door what for Pregnant? What're you talking about this for Fifteen, she's underage that's raw And against law 5 years or more Now she wants a score and half of a draw That the kind of threat that you can't ignore That whore got you pinned down to the floor But it's your own fault you said three magic words When that's the one for the birds When you said that she forgot other boys It's over you better start buying the toys There was no intention in front of your wife That she knows this that she's ending your life It's a real shame you got hacked by the whores It's a shame that kid probably ain't yours

That girl some bitch ya know, she keep calling my phone She don't leave me alone, she just moan and groan She just keep ringin' me at home, these days I don't answer my phone That boy' some prick you kna' all up in my hair Thinks that I care keeps following me here These days I can't go no where Ain't that your girl? Nah it ain't my girl I swear that's your girl 'cause it ain't my girl She got juiced up, oh well, she got chatted up, oh well I swear that's your man, I ain't got no man You was with that man, he was just any man He got hotted up, oh well, he got whacked up, oh well

Alright, she's a bad girl I'ma buss doe Captain Rascal with a crossbow She came she got picked off yo Nah it's not a love ting, get lost hoe Dizzy Rascal come down like snow With freezing cold flows like Moscow Dumb hoe, get me upset, guns blow Bitch, you're not ready for Skid Row Leap low Dizzy Rascal dig low Big feet for the force with my big toe I got no chaps, no chains not much doe Get juiced but this ain't a love ting hoe Don't slap or you might get a ho-hoe Jambo coming through like Rambo Love ting takes two like tango But she ain't my wifey she can go

That girl' some bitch ya know she keep calling my phone She don't leave me alone she just moan and groan She just keep ringin' me at home these days I don't answer my phone That boy' some prick you kna' all up in my hair Thinks that I care keeps following me here These days I can't go no where Ain't that your girl? Nah it ain't my girl I swear that's your girl 'cause it ain't my girl She got juiced up, oh well, she got chatted up, oh well I swear that's your man, I ain't got no man You was with that man, he was just any man He got hotted up, oh well, he got whacked up, oh well