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