[Chorus: 2Pac]
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You wonda why they call U bitch
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You wonda why they call U bitch.
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You wonda why they call U bitch
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You wonda why they call U bitch.
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You wonda why they call U bitch
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You wonda why they call U bitch.
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[Verse One: 2Pac]
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Look here Miss Thang
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hate to assault your game
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but yous a money hungry woman
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and you need to change.
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In tha locker room
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all the homies do is laugh.
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High five's cuz anotha nigga
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played your ass.
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It was said you were sleazy
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even easy
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sleepin around for what
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you need
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See it's your thang
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and you can shake it how you wanna.
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Give it up free
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or make your money on the corner.
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But don't be bad, play the game
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get mad and change,
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then you wonda why these muthafuckas
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called you names.
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Still lookin' for a way out
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and that's OK
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I can see you wanna stray
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there's a way out.
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Keep your mind on your money,
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enroll in school.
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And as the years pass by
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you can show them fools.
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But you ain't tryin' to hear me
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cuz your stuck,
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you're headin' for the bathroom
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'bout to get tossed up.
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Still lookin' for a rich man
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you dug a ditch,
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got your legs up
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tryin' to get rich.
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I love you like a sista
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but you need to switch
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and that's why they called
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U bitch, I betcha.
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Two: 2Pac]
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You leave your kids with your mama
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cuz your headin' for the club
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in a skin tight miniskirt
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lookin' for some love.
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Got them legs wide open
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while you're sittin' at the bar
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Talkin' to some nigga
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'bout his car.
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I guess he said he
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had a Lexxxus, what's next?
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You headin' to his car for some sex
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I pass by
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can't hold back tears inside
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cuz, lord knows
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for years I tried.
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And all the other people
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on my block hate your guts
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Then you wonda why they stare
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and call you slut.
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It's like your mind don't understand
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you don't have to kill your
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dreams plottin'
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schemes on a man
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Keep your head up, legs closed, eyes open
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either a nigga wear a rubber or he die smokin'
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I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch
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and niggas wouldn't call you bitch, I betcha.
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Three: 2Pac]
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I guess times gettin' hard
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even harder for you
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cuz, hey now, got a baby
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on the way now
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More money from the county
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and thanks to the welfare
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you're about to
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get your hair done.
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Got a dinner date
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can't be late
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trick or treat, sweet thang
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got anotha trick to meet.
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The way he did it
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it was smooth
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plottin' while he gamin' you
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So baby, peep tha rules.
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I shoulda seen it in the first case
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the worst case
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I shoulda never called you back
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in the first place.
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I remember back in high school
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baby you was fast,
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straight sex
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when you move your ass.
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But now things change
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cuz you don't look the same
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let the ghetto get the best of you
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baby, that's a shame
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Caught HIV and now you 'bout to be deceased
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and finally be at peace.
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So where your niggas at now?
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cuz everybody left
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they stepped
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and left you on your own
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See I loved you like a sista
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but you died to quick
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And that's why we called U bitch, I betcha.
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[Chorus]
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[Outro: 2Pac]
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Dear Ms. Delores Tucker
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keep stressin me
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fuckin' with a muthafuckas mind
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I figured you wanted to know
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you know
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why we call them hos bitches
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and maybe this might help you understand
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it ain't personal
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strictly business baby
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strictly business
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So If you wonder why we call U bitch
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You wonder why we call U bitch
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If you wonder why we call U bitch
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You wonder why we call U bitch
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Wonder Why They Call U
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2Pac |