[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
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All these slimy grimy women, birthin children to make a livin
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So sad, you're so sad, you're so sad, you're so sad
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All these slimy grimy women, whirly women chasin millions
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Sad, you're so sad, you're so sad, you're so sad
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[Krayzie Bone]
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I got a lot of negative problems; I call 'em baby's mommas
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There be always drama cause they always callin
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Draggin me in and out of the courtroom, man
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How much is enough to support you, ma'am?
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Got a nigga in the jam I am, sittin in the cell with no bail
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But I got cash, man I tell y'all
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Women, playin the game birthin children to make a livin
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She don't need a 9-to-5 cause she workin the system
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Bitches! Grimy, nasty, old wicked-ass bitches
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Schemin and tryin to skeez on a real nigga
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Hold my baby ransom and tryin to get some advances
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But before I give you half Miss, I go to jail and chance it (yeah)
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You golddiggin hoes get nothin, nathan, nada
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You're lucky if I even holla
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It's so sad, it's so sad, it's so sad, it's so sad
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[Chorus]
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[Wish Bone]
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Better watch it boy, sneaky bitches, grimy bitches
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Down for takin, stickin all these bitches nigga listen
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Hoes'll get you fucked up, some of 'em like to cut shit
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Some of 'em think they smart, I'm knockin
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Bitches have you locked up, and it's fucked up
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Shit, we gotta have that ass, and it's no love
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Mamis just be at that stash, tryin to get me
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Pop one in and now she got my ass for 18, she got my cash
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Now the people in my buisness, gotta pay up (pay up)
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Or it's on, I'm gone, while the slut lays up
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But naw, naw dawg, I can't see myself bein broke
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or trippin 'bout no broad, dawg (hell naw)
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If in fact, if it's mine give it back
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One-two-three-fo', baby daddy's past mistakes
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Gotta pay for that share, I'm 'bout the garbage-ass kids
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Let me catch another nigga, leave that bitch!
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[Chorus]
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[Layzie Bone]
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See I was brought up on the side of the tracks
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with the roaches and the rats
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Brats, big grimy bitches approaches niggaz with the gats
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Out to rob ya, out to get ya, nigga livin is a gamble
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Bitches settin niggaz up, with their baby mama scandal
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Women these days worse than fiends in the 80's
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Tryin to collect all the welfare, havin about ten babies
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Shady, shiesty women, they might like me
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See a nigga with money and they think they might try me (I doubt it)
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Keep it movin baby, I'm the one that keep it player
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No matter how you fix your hair or how you shake your derriere
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I won't fuck it, trained not to love it
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She won't cut into my budget with kids playin the puppets
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It's a goddamn shame, America the great
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Give a nigga a case because my pockets ain't straight
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Look nigga, if you can't take care of your kids
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Cause these set-up grimy bitches tryin to use them to live, nigga
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[Chorus a¢æ¡° 2X]
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So Sad
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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |