(featuring The Outlawz, Jazze Pha & Big Syke)
[2Pac] I don`t know why I be fuckin witchu
[Verse One: 2Pac]
Was it the liquor, that makes me act blind, times that I`m with her
Anonymous pictures of other niggaz tryin to kiss her
Will I love her or shall I diss her?
I`m sick of this scandalous shit I deal wit
Tryin to paint a perfect picture
My memories of jealousy no longer carefree
Cause so much bullshit your girlfriends keep tellin me
I`m on tour, but now my bedroom`s an open door
So it got me thinkin, what am I tryin for?
When I was young I was so very dumb, eager to please
a lil`, trick on a mission tryin to get (((him a peace)))
Me and my niggaz is thug niggaz, former known drug dealers
We don`t love bitches and believe, they don`t love niggaz
I gotta blame my attraction
But you became a distraction, a threat to my paper stackin
I thought you changed but now I know
Can`t turn a hoe into a housewife, baby, and there you go
[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Baby there you go, actin like a hoe
There you there you go, actin like a hoe
Baby there you go, actin like a hoe
Actin like a hoe, actin like a hoe
HOE! See the word on the streets you`re a
HOE! Just a groupie on a world tour
HOE! Now I found out for myself you`re a
HOE! Girl you need to check yourself
[Verse Two: E.D.I.]
These silly bitches got this game twisted
So I don`t claim `em, just bang `em
Papa raised a player, so player, I play `em
I got hoes that got more, hoes than me
So how I look, gettin hooked, like I ain`t got G?
Truly cutie booty big, but that ain`t enough
And the head make me beg, still that just ain`t enough
when I don`t trust her, the bitch be lyin too much
When she be dyin to fuck me you be buyin her stuff, hoe
[Verse Three: Young Noble]
See girlfriend I know, your whole M.O.`s preoccupied with mostly
gettin clown after clown, town coast to coast - see
I been tryin to stay away from sluts like you
Got me turned off completely by that sheisty shit that you do
Knew from jump yo` aim, straight through them spandex, don`t front
Just name, spots on yo` body for me to touch while you clutch this game
I keep flowin like H20 it ain`t nuthin for me to say
Why you keep actin like a hoe? But there you go
[Chorus]
[Verse Four: Kastro]
Uhh, when I first met her I told her I was busy all the time
Now she, callin me flippin like she miss me all the time
How she, don`t even trip she got a man at home
You need to stop chasin dick bitch and raise your son
I`m like - damn, we can creep sometime
And you know I`m on the road for like weeks at a time
Girl you`re thirsty; and stop callin while I`m workin you hurtin me
All this bullshit is irkin me girl, but there you go
[Verse Five: Big Syke - last few words of each line repeat]
I blame it on yo` momma, she need to holla at you
But should I blame it on yo` daddy for all the things that you do
Cause there you go, just like a hoe, caught in the streets
Like givin yo` number out to every nigga you meet
I`m tired of the games you playin, so stop playin (hoe)
You hear what I`m sayin, you only good for parlayin
I`m layin down the rules, this a game that you lose
So the streets can have you baby cause I stay on the move
(There you goooo)
[Chorus] w/ ad libs
[Outro: 2Pac]
There you go baby girl, THAT`S the story
There you MOTHERFUCKIN go
I coulda SWORE you told me you was gon` change
And you don`t wanna go to clubs no more and
You wasn`t fin` to dress all crazy no more and
You was gon` stay home and try to chill
What happened baby?
Ohh, so yo` FRIEND wanted to go out
That wasn`t you that went out
You was just goin out cause yo` friend was
Okay, so you was pissy drunk up in that nigga car
cause yo` FRIEND wanted to get drunk huh?
It`s all good, cause there you go baby
Oh I ain`t trippin on them niggaz callin the house
It`s all good, cause there you go
Me I`ma still be a player, all day baby
So uhh, there you go
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