Drama

(So much drama in the) No disrespect to the opposite sex But I ain't flexed punani yet that's worth my royalty checks Men be trying to get laid women be trying to get paid So somebody gotta get played (right) Now you claim I'm runnin' game and still let us run the train Pulling Coolio's braids it wasn't me it was the fame Let a dame complain about disrespecting my African queen Ass hangin' out them Daisy Dukes jeans, jockin' Damn I love civilization Wants to know my occupation home location and means of transportation The correct combination unlocked your placenta I got a cellular phone with a rubber antenna On a three story house, drive a four door Ac Favorite song of all time Mobb Deep's "Hit It From the Back" Then jet, I turn a bitch into my favorite She know my name cause I got more game than Sega CD [Chorus] You know it's drama, but it sound real good (3X) You knew the game, and you still ended up on your back You know it's drama, but it sound real good (3X) You knew the game, and you still ended up on your back I try U.N.I.T.Y. but why? Cause when I was lackin', bitches made me want to roll over and die So now I lie, cause bitches are like flies {why?} They attract to the best shit {oh!} You gotta play Max Julian's role unless you plan on being celibate Cause bitches want the money clip and whatever dick that comes with it {The bitch} saw me in the Lex and didn't know it came from Avis Now she's on the Tip like my name was John Davis And I'm knowin' what she thinks {what?} I'm a sweep her off her feet because I bought the hoe a drink Bitch, ha ha yeah I'm living nice, got a two o'clock flight to Atlanta {Tomorrow} so maybe we can kick it {tonight} Right there I knew my dick was getting wetted Cause I played into this bitch's Cinderella complex Whatever you want to hear, I can say Forget the bitch the next day, instant replay [Chorus] Yo Ras, let me talk about these bitches for a minute But let's get it straight, when I say the word bitch I don't mean all women Cause hookers come a dime a dozen if you thought they wasn't You can hit this hoe today, and tomorrow you can hit her cousin Or her mama, you gots to have drama Nigga flash some currency and go up in her auntie! I'm talkin' bout the skinless type loc You know the type that seem to like the taste of swipe Check it When it comes to Saving Hoes Coolio ain't in it Don't call me Captain, general, sergeant, or lieutenant This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh I gave the bitch my autograph, and she gave me some ass But as soon as the hoe tried to get in my pocket I shot her ass away from me schch like a skyrocket Take it from a G, period, no comma, to keep these hookers On they toes, you know the rest [Chorus]