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1 Richie: Rich) I
learned first A
b h***gon' move like she wanna Through
the grass to, camaflauge the a Her**
main goal the, cats at the top of the pole She's
17 Already
on the 18th hole That's
how it goes N
s****better check these hoes Bust
moves to improve Try
to stay on ya toes Cuz
this b h***she, guppyin' up with every balla Don't,
hate me cuz the b h***ate me I
seen it happen What's
poppin is, hoopin' and rappin' She
call me papi Never,
bought this b h***versace Dawn
and Karen that, thing's in the black Lebaron Got,
her transportin' Now
she feel important Little
girl gone bad she, dancin' at the club Mad
den a mothafucka lookin' for love She
fu n'***everything And
a n anuscan't control her Hoopas
rappas, thugs, and, high rollas [Chorus

I f d****yo' b h***Would
a n anustrip Knowin'?
that she go around blowin' niggas' dicks If
I f d****yo' b h***Would
a n anustrip Knowin'?
that she go around blowin' niggas' dicks X2


2 Richie: Rich) You
know like, I know Paid
n s****live The
M ticket make, the hoes wanna kick it All
groupies Big
tall, and, small groupies N
s****get paid Believe
they all groupies She
got a n anusAnd
she love him Ain't
gon' leave him But
quick to cross with, any n anusthat floss Boy
I'm tellin' ya Its
your job to test your b h***If
her legs open Believe
I can arrest your b h***She
fine than a mothafucka bout to get f d****And
no loss bein' broke Cuz
n anuswe ain't folks Playa
policy you, should have more than one hoe Cuz
when she drop down below Damn
there, she blow Its
on now But
before she hit the house The
scope for sho I
let her wash out her mouth Now
she kissin' you Screamin'
how she missin' you In
love with one b h***He
bit the tougne kiss [Chorus


3 Richie: Rich) If
I f d****her As
if he f d****her Would
it break ya heart If
I told ya we, f d****her Be
up together S
titI broke they, slept together I'm
the balla At
ya house the crank caller Let
me be the reason you get caller I D. Ya.
can't check her These
clients at the business respect her She
love this N
anusno lie I, f d****your b h***I
know it hurts But
if ya scared go to church Respect
a thug I
kept ya b h***out the mud Gave
a game of trey Showed
her how to get paid Don't
mug me N
anusyou should take me to lunch I
got a hunch That
we gonna see each other a bunch Like
that gs 3 Boy
that's ps me Its
all pimpin Trick
you should pay more attention Can't
hate it When
practically we related She
your wife my, hoe Its
your b h***with, my dough [Chorus


4 Richie: Rich) Ya
b h***hit the studio Tryin'
to see Just
how much d k**she gotta suck to f k**with me Said
you was proper But
s tityou wasn't a thug She
had a phat a on** her I
couldn't pass on her Its
too cats in a b h***life Two
mackin' a trick They
keep her even Some
how this trick keep believin' That
he's the playa Nothin'
to lose it's all game Like
bein a trick for this b h***is a small thang I
knew though When
I'm doin' my thang real quick with a b h***Be
slick with a b h***She
slip N
anusdon't stick with a b h***Get
ghost on a b h***Stay
close pop, like toast on a b h***Play
Benz on a b h***T
V. 's. 20 inch rims on a b h***Break
wind on a b h***Go
deep Then
take 10 on a b h***Drop
south on a b h***Put
d k**all on the mouth with a b h***I'ma
out on a b h***That's
really all I'm bout on a b h***Its
me Jazzy-Fay, and, Dent tryin' to pay the rent (Chorus

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