[Intro]
(Yo Bigs, man, what's wrong, man?
You look like you got problems, man)
Hey yo, man, psh, man...
It's this fuckin' bitch, man!
Shit, I know I ain't s'posed to have no feelings for these hoes out here, man, but
This bitch on the back of my mind, man (word?)
Yeah, man... done wrote a rhyme 'bout the bitch, man
(Let me hear it) Want me to drop the drama kid? (Yeah)
Yeah, dedicatin' this to you, man
'Cause my man 50 Grand told me straight up and down, man
I ain't 'sposed to love NO ho
Knahmsayin? I tried to tell her 50
I got three rules in life
I'm not to be played with, played on or played out
I'ma drop it like this
[Verse 1]
Lyin' in my bed, I'm lookin' at four walls
Echo in my head sayin' I got a lot of gall
Grippin' my cap, my pen in my teeth
Thinkin' what this ho said, she called me a thief
She said I stole her heart and didn't leave a trace
I told her I was sorry and she said, "Get out my face"
Walked out my door with my Walkman in my pocket
Playin' "Love Is a House", and thinkin' how she jocked it
But she had the key to open up my door
Adore, that Prince scan that bought me on the floor
I know that she loved me, I couldn't ever fake it
I say go buy a pie, the girl would go bake it
Makin' a record was important to me
More important than her that's what made her flee, see
The mistake was not payin' no mind
All her posse said we was two of a kind
I call her back twice, your sister said you're broke
She said "when you left, your ears was full of smoke
Chokin' on a cigarette, you don't even smoke!"
Jumped in the train station put in a token
Coulda been my partner, amigo, my peer
Just waitin' for them three words that all girls wanna hear
"I love you," huh, you would start to cry, if
I would reply with I.L.Y
Then I tell your friends that you played me out
Said I wouldn't say "I love you" just to make you shout
So I, call the 7 digits that would pick up your phone
Your sister picked it up and said that you wasn't home
I heard you in the back cryin' up a storm
Screamin' how you wish that I never was born
"I hate him! I hate him!" That's what she kept sayin'
She'll come to her senses is what I kept prayin'
But now I'm gonna lay the cards on the line
Just say that you hate me, or say that you're mine
I said, when I played ball you was in the stands
When I was sick, you held my hand
It was hard to say before, but now I can
Bitch, I love no ho, fuck ya!
(Yo Bigs, man, what's wrong, man?
You look like you got problems, man)
Hey yo, man, psh, man...
It's this fuckin' bitch, man!
Shit, I know I ain't s'posed to have no feelings for these hoes out here, man, but
This bitch on the back of my mind, man (word?)
Yeah, man... done wrote a rhyme 'bout the bitch, man
(Let me hear it) Want me to drop the drama kid? (Yeah)
Yeah, dedicatin' this to you, man
'Cause my man 50 Grand told me straight up and down, man
I ain't 'sposed to love NO ho
Knahmsayin? I tried to tell her 50
I got three rules in life
I'm not to be played with, played on or played out
I'ma drop it like this
[Verse 1]
Lyin' in my bed, I'm lookin' at four walls
Echo in my head sayin' I got a lot of gall
Grippin' my cap, my pen in my teeth
Thinkin' what this ho said, she called me a thief
She said I stole her heart and didn't leave a trace
I told her I was sorry and she said, "Get out my face"
Walked out my door with my Walkman in my pocket
Playin' "Love Is a House", and thinkin' how she jocked it
But she had the key to open up my door
Adore, that Prince scan that bought me on the floor
I know that she loved me, I couldn't ever fake it
I say go buy a pie, the girl would go bake it
Makin' a record was important to me
More important than her that's what made her flee, see
The mistake was not payin' no mind
All her posse said we was two of a kind
I call her back twice, your sister said you're broke
She said "when you left, your ears was full of smoke
Chokin' on a cigarette, you don't even smoke!"
Jumped in the train station put in a token
Coulda been my partner, amigo, my peer
Just waitin' for them three words that all girls wanna hear
"I love you," huh, you would start to cry, if
I would reply with I.L.Y
Then I tell your friends that you played me out
Said I wouldn't say "I love you" just to make you shout
So I, call the 7 digits that would pick up your phone
Your sister picked it up and said that you wasn't home
I heard you in the back cryin' up a storm
Screamin' how you wish that I never was born
"I hate him! I hate him!" That's what she kept sayin'
She'll come to her senses is what I kept prayin'
But now I'm gonna lay the cards on the line
Just say that you hate me, or say that you're mine
I said, when I played ball you was in the stands
When I was sick, you held my hand
It was hard to say before, but now I can
Bitch, I love no ho, fuck ya!
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