chorus
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(La chat&Juicy J)
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i need a couch bag, bitch u got da game wrong, i need my hair done, hoe u got
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da game wrong,i need my rent paid, bitch u got da game wrong,i need my nails
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done, hoe u got da game wrong
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verse1
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(Juicy J)
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Yeah she freaky freaky deeky did ya see her in a bikini
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porno movies we got plenty and you know they smoke them beanies
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for this chick you might be feanin for you virgins nuthin but dreamin
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if she stuck up i'm like wut up i aint got nuthin but lent and pennies
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tell yo boyfriend cut tha crappin heard he got that fire ass cappin
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always wearin that shiny white gold tellin everybody it's platinum
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don't you groupies hate on juicy actin like you never knew me
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aint the one be droppin dollars i'm just out ta get tha chewin
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now she fuckin one of my niggas pimp the hoe we comb tha trigga
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watchin us on b.e.t and chillin wit our nigga tigga
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why they dated i aint hatin got a call from sally payton
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now i'm gamin on this hizzoe took her out real latey latey
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pushin bently's ridin caddy's when she see me call me daddy heard she like ta
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cheef on chronic roll it up and hit this cali you fuck my bitch i fuck yo
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bitch thats the way it is in showbiz make for sho that freak you don't kiss
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keep that spray for smelly fishes.
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chorus
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(la chat&juicy j)
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i need a couch bag, bitch u got da game wrong, i need my hair done, hoe u got
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da game wrong,i need my rent paid, bitch u got da game wrong,i need my nails
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done, hoe u got da game wrong,i need my car fixed, bitch u got da game wrong,my
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baby need some shoes,hoe u got da game wrong,i wanna go out tonight,bitch u got
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da game wrong, man he just my friend, hoe u got da game wrong.
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verse2
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(Dj Paul)
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Bitch drop that purse like it's hot i'm pickin it up like it's not
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stayin fresh in brand new clothes sponsered by brand new hoes keepin one on
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every block she fuck up bust her head wit glock when i slam caddilac dooes 17
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inch vogues on tha curb sippin syrup askin broad whats tha word wrong answer
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mean as cancer when i'm on that fuckin burb runny nose and roastin hoes kickin
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in them hotel dooes gotta keep that paper right up all night and high off white
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big bizness bizness big when you talkin bout pimpin trick gotta keep a eye out
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for them bitches tryin ta pimp ya dig in tha 2 thou man that shit done got so
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popular push a pimp like me way back some backwards binoculars but real pimps
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gon stay afloat like rubbr ducks in white folks tubs clouds creepin up above
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smoke burnin from this bud
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bitch feel it fo i deal it hoe how you gon hustle me i'm born and bred by
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h.c.p i'll leave your blood off in these streets biatch.
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chorus.....
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U Got da Game Wrong
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| Three 6 Mafia |
