- Too Short Don't Trust Her 歌詞
- Too Short
- [Badwayz]Yeah, dont trust her
Dont trust yo nigga
Yeah, uhhNow do you love your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you love your nigga or do you trust your nigga?
Yeah[Verse One]
Now do you love your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Cause niggaz gotta tendencies to follow they dick
You down with
Too $hort girl?
He a hoCause
Ill snatch a bitch up ery show, and hit the mo-mo
But certain niggaz fall in love with them hookers
Nigga the pussy aint yours cause another nigga took her
Seen a little mo game, she took a rang and some bigger and better thangs
Starin at the chain and the karats in the rang
Now who she wanna leave with, she know we got the sticky
The niggaz wearin dickies or the niggaz givin hickies
She know what she want, she want that
California funk
Them hundred spoke thangs with that juice up in the trunk
She wanna ride down the sho with the top back
But she know
I gotta hit before we start that
Man dont trust her[Interlude One](Aiyyo)
Man, see thats what the fuck
Im talkin about(What?)
You cant trust a bitch!(The fuck you mean?)
Whatchu mean?
Where the fuck you been?(Me and my girl Robin went to the car wash)
I dont wanna hear that shit
Robin called me lookin for yo motherfuckin ass
What the fuck you think? (whatever, whatever)
Thats what the fuck
Im talkin bout,
Im talkin bout(You trippin )
I cant trust yo motherfuckin ass
You need to get yo ass the fuck up outta here(Nigga lets just fuck, okay?)
No I aint even fuckin, aint worth that motherfucker
Now do you love your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you love your nigga or do you trust your nigga?
Nigga what what, what what wha-what?[Verse Two]
Now you thinkin you be trustin yo man, but
Ima tell you right now
The peter man make the plans
Its like when
I step up in the club
I gotta catch my breath9 times out of 10
I caint help myself
I dont really mean to cheat,
I aint lyin
Im a freak
Pager goin beep and
Im steady tryin to creep
I admit, Im a - sinner
I did what
I had to do just to get in her
I simply whispered in her ear
Tell her Im the man, tell her what she wanna hear
Now Im knowin
I can hit it
Cause the shit was soundin good cause she bought it and she bit it
Im down with $hort
Dawg, Im the next thang comin
You heard
Badwayz? Yeah
Im the first one
My name Stud baby girl, you aint heard of us?'$hort Records: In Platinum We Tru$t?'
I hadda died if
I wasnt high - you aint heard that?
But matter of fact,
I got some weed in the llac
We can finish these drinks and go smoke that shit
And from there, aint no tellin where we gon get
But dont trust her[Interlude Two]
Thats the type of shit
Im talkin about (what?)
That fuckinaround shit man that shit is not cool(Fuckin around nigga, you been fuckin around too with some-a your hoes)(Now how you gon come off on me like that?)
Man you aint got no clue, you dont know what the fucks goin on freal(Anyway)
Im bout to handle business (I know)
Oh yeah baby whats up? (I know what you doin out there okay?)
Bitch, what the fuck you think
Im doin?(Well as long as you bringin that lucci home to me baby)
Now do you love your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you love your nigga or do you trust your nigga?
Nigga what what, what what wha-what?[Verse Three]
You see its way after 12 and
Im out witcho bitch
Tossin up, while you workin on the midnight shift
Got you fucked up mad, bout to start a rage
She wont answer the phone, wont return your page
Gettin took for what you got yet you treat her real dapper
She takin all yo change and she spend it on us rappers
Fuckin all in yo house, bustin all on yo sheets
When I come to yo town,
I be doggin yo freak
Then you come back home lickin all on that ho
Would have a fit ever knowin she was suckin
JoeShe love money and excitement, thats why yall always fightin
And youse a workin-haulic, she want you to be ballin
When it all falls down, you caint trust that bitch
If she make you too mad you might bust that bitch
Be locked down in county for assaultin shit
But for love and the pussy you done bought that bitch
Dont trust her
Dont trust her, dont trust that bitch
Now do you love your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Dont trust her
Now do you love your nigga or do you trust your nigga?
Nigga what what, what what wha-what?
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