The Set Up
Bitch I see you, cause you know I know you Yeah I know you. Last time I saw you You was brewed up, booed up, ready for a new f*ck Last time you saw me, I was P-I to the motherfucking M-P WHAT! And lately I heard you a broke bitch living in the lower class suburb And lately the word is I live in a suburb and I don't f*ck with birds She used to pump on the block Sell a nigga rocks, bail a nigga out, but! She tried to plot on a nigga, vacant lot one shot bitch died go figure He used to pay this bitch, gave her lots of shit F*ck's wrong with this nigga man? He used to bring her through the hood Treat the bitch to fucking good, my opinion We used to blaze with the bitch, faded off the lick she x-rays the clip This nigga bought braids for the bitch Louis Vuitton kicks and tricked on some sucker shit Meanwhile in the hood she driving around good This bitch thinks she's in Hollywood Meantime she setting the nigga up Telling us what his stuff she's ready to get him stuck WHAT! [Chorus] Thick thighs but she full of surprises I swear this bitch is Shady (that's what I know) Sex on her mind all the time And you think that that's your baby (you don't know) You a good guy that's living a lie But she dove and played your safety (it's what I know) If you cool and she satisfied How come that bitch just paged me? (you don't know) We had to ride on a nigga Watch him! for the right time to get richer We decided when the hit was, run up on him, .45 in the ribs what! This nigga screamed like a bitch Showed us what his shit hit her, hell of a lick but! The bitch, who told us bout the bricks exposed us to the nigga He knew that we'd come BUT! Meanwhile in his hood, his niggas is suiting up and 'Timbed', looted up Rims and new trucks your man 'Living It Up' Then a van with no hubs suddenly pulled up and erupt Shot a nigga the f*ck up Just my luck, the bitch got us both touched, it's like a rush The bitch who blushed and smoked blunts wit us Turned out to be nuts, switched up Mixed up wit the wrong slut Got my friend zipped up in the bag, it's all bad My niggas got my back, in fact They caught on her Ave, flossing in another nigga cab [Chorus]
Written by: ANDRE ROMELL YOUNG, MIKE ELIZONDO, NATHANIEL D HALE, OBIE TRICE
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