"DON'T TRUST A BITCH"
POETIC HUSTLA'Z
Boogy Nikke:
Don't trust a bitch for nothin', she's easy to get but sneaky, sneaky.
Tony Tone:
Let her catch ya slippin', she's takin' your cash, and then she's leavin'.
Sayin' that she love you, but she really don't. She wants your
name and your fame, and that's just what she want.
Tony Tone:
Listen up. No disrespectin' to you ladies, but I gotta tell you
about yourself, 'cause your ways are shady, thinkin' that ass is gonna drive
me crazy, thinkin' 'cause you look good like you should, but it's only front
to get what I want. Is that all I want? And then you're on your
own. See I grew up in a household of women, so I know your schemes.
I know plans. I know your dreams. I know everything.
See, nothin's changed about me. Oh, I'm gullible, 'cause I'm
in this industry? Fuck that shit. Fuck that bitch. You
was only good for suckin' dick. Remember my click, it makes me sick,
when I think about it at times. Like Freaknic when you were around,
you still thinkin' you down? Hell, naw. I don't think so. You
lied on me, ho. This bitch just tried to come between me and my niggas.
She gots to go.
Boogy Nikke:
Don't trust a bitch for nothin', she's easy to get but sneaky, sneaky.
Tony Tone:
Let her catch ya slippin', she's takin' your cash, and then she's leavin'.
Sayin' that she love you, but she really don't. She wants your
name and your fame, and that's just what she want.
Boogy Nikke:
The game you can not trust 'em, them bustas, them cluckas, them sucka
muthafuckas can't love ya for nothin'. They always got they sneaky
(?) look up in they eye, [Why you lookin' like that?] and why they
wanna try to fuck up a good thing with the B-double-O-G-Y? Uh-uh, not
I. Too much of a soldier--mentally and physically, got tatted on my
back. I work for the bishop and me, which means bitch get up and pearl
if you think the Boog got your world done. Bitch, you got a nigga cold
caught up in the midst of your twist. Better check your lips because
the eye, they never lie. Try to spy, the lies, hey guy, don't trust
a bitch for nothin', she's easy to get, but sneaky, sneaky.
Boogy Nikke:
Don't trust a bitch for nothin', she's easy to get but sneaky, sneaky.
Tony Tone:
Let her catch ya slippin', she's takin' your cash, and then she's leavin'.
Sayin' that she love you, but she really don't. She wants your
name and your fame, and that's just what she want.
Mo! Hart:
You'll never get a chance to break this heart again. Trick me good,
'cause I thought I had a friend to the end. Just about gone too far.
Just about had enough. Tryin' to test my mental skills will get
your ass lumped the fuck up, so keep runnin' your mouth. You make me
wanna sweat your grill. Steadily rollin' 'round town like you was God's
gift to man, wantin' my love, and in a hellified-ass way, but you don't know
how to come, so you persist in playin' silly ass games, throwin' you coochie
at 'em. Now, I gotsta get ghosts on you fast, 'cause I ain't down
for what's eventually comin' to pass. All in my pockets, tryin' to
stick me for my paper. [Gimme my shit.] This bitch isn't
straight, [bitch], now pray, not down for doin' time for one domestic
caper.
Boogy Nikke:
Don't trust a bitch for nothin', she's easy to get but sneaky, sneaky.
Tony Tone:
Let her catch ya slippin', she's takin' your cash, and then she's leavin'.
Sayin' that she love you, but she really don't. She wants your
name and your fame, and that's just what she wants.
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