Lyrics
Yeah, this is DJ Seven Deuce, live at
Club Runyon, all girls with burgundy hair get in free
G-Unit in the house, what up, baby?
Performin' live tonight, live on stage, Captain Save-A-Ho
And the fabulous Case y'all, stick 'em out y'all
All my Detroit playas, let's go

I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games
I just came to fuck and maybe get some brain
I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned
You know all I really wanna do is fuck
I ain't gon' let a money hungry women set me up
And if you think I'm that stupid you done pressed your luck
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned

You damn right, yes, I love menage-a-trois
And I got drawers as big as guys's big "wah"
I'm a Trick Daddy nigga, so bitch how you figure
That I wouldn't turn my niggas on to you when I hit ya
I probably could forget ya if I hadn't been drunk
But choke a badnkadunk, keep my mind on hump
When my mind's on hump that mean my .9's in the trunk
And Denaun got a line for every fine bitch I hunt
Not once, twice, but three times the lover
That your man is, and I'm a freak undercover
I got plans for you, trick, I don't need a baby mother
I got five of them motherfuckers tryna smother me already
We can't go steady, but you can give me head
Give me that, get the hell out my bed, and leave the shed
My chapped lips will cut nipples when breast fed
And on the way out, leave the bread with Ahmed
I'd love for you to stay but I got another date
With a fat chick that eat cake on play skates
She rubbed my funky ass feet and feed me grace
Plus my man in the closet ran out of videotape

I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games
I just came to fuck and maybe get some brain
I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned
You know all I really wanna do is fuck
I ain't gon' let a money hungry women set me up
And if you think I'm that stupid you done pressed your luck
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned

Huh, and I'ma make this one thing clear
Ain't no woman here gon' ruin my career
All the hell you doin' is pursuin' a dream
That's when you find out that life ain't truly what it seems
All these hoes be lyin', bullshittin' each other
And why the hell Kobe Bryant didn't wear a rubber
He might as well have went and told the ho that he love her
I'm sure as hell ain't gonna go to court for my mother
Or my wife, and my sisters. so motherfuck a mistress
They signin' a contract before these bitches hit this
Never will a woman take me out that way
I keep a RCA camera in their motherfuckin' face

I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games
I just came to fuck and maybe get some brain
I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned
You know all I really wanna do is fuck
I ain't gon' let a money hungry women set me up
And if you think I'm that stupid you done pressed your luck
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned

What's your name again? It doesn't matter
My name is Bizzy, I bodyguard for Mr. Mathers
Sit down, girl, let me get you a drink
I'ma buy you a mink, and rape you in the sink
From day one, I knew you was a ho
I put a rubber on my toe and fucked you some mo'
Turn around, let me see your nasty ass
Put on a Jason mask while I take off your maxi pads

These hoes be on some bullshit, always tryna pull shit
Out of they ass, get mad and put you on blast
Tell 'em bitches how she fucked you
Sucked you, put it on you, boned you
Yappin' off a that mouth sayin' she love you
All on your dick, callin' your phone, spazzin' and shit
Havin' a fit until you feel like callin' it quits
Then she starts callin' your chick
Wantin' to fight. every time you show up at a gig
She front row with her friends, flippin' you off
Follow you to the bar, the bathroom
The parkin' lot, to the car, pissin' you off
Until you blackout, now you and the ho is having a scrap out
You get locked up for assault and now you assed out

I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games
I just came to fuck and maybe get some brain
I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned
You know all I really wanna do is fuck
I ain't gon' let a money hungry women set me up
And if you think I'm that stupid you done pressed your luck
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned

Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Denaun M Porter, Ondre C Moore, Rufus Johnson, Von M Carlisle




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