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Shady- Now y'all know damn well, that a nigga cain't sing Yo, don't mess up my tape kid, this is for the ladies (Chorus) Shady (Ja Rule)- If you we're my bitch (If you was my bitch) Then I'd be ya nigga If you we're my bitch (If you was my bitch) Then I'd be ya nigga Shady (Ja Rule)- Girl you know my style, I've been peepin for a while SongtexteAnd I really wanna know your name (What'd you say ya was again, holla at me) I know what you're thinkin, just anotha star seekin But baby money ain't a thang (Money ain't a thang, money ain't a thang) 'Cause I can see yourself with me, and I can see myself with you Honey what'choo wanna doooo? (Baby girl, what'cha wanna do?) Bump that playa shit I talk, a nigga ain't just tryin to fuck Shady niggas get lonely too (What oy know about that?) (Chorus) Rolex's and Lexuses got you cashin checks and shit All yours if you roll with me (Come on baby, let me show you some shit) Finest female on the block, 'tween them legs you keep it hot Cool that ass with I-C-E (Be easy) 'Cause I can see yourself with me, and I can see myself with you Honey what'choo wanna doooo? (What you wann do with me, huh?) Bump that playa shit I talk, a nigga ain't just tryin to fuck Shady niggas get lonely too (Yeah yeah) Tah Murdah- Yo, if you was fucking with me I tell you, we couldnt fuckin for free You'd be a bitch without chips if it was up to me In otha words, ?Because of you? Bet I won't be the reason you be flossin boo, neva spendin a penny Neva no slow necks, fuck you around fo' think you gonna down this henny And inhale this 'dro, you gotta be kiddin hoe I'm the one with the wetter flow, and there I neva go Just stack and let it grow, I ain't got chedda' to blow Shit, I' tryin to see the dealer for the five double O Six, ya heard bitch? Picture this Me gettin hairs and nails done, neva I rather put it in ya stomach however ya want it Black Child- If you ever kiss this dick, then you my bitch If you ever pushed my whip, you hold my bricks Can't roll my spliff, I smoke 'dro and shit ??? I get dough, and don't share my shit You hear my shit, people wear this dick I don't fear that click, I'll tear that shit And won't lick it, you heard what I said I might lie on my tongue but won't lie on my head Ja Rule- Bitches lets get right, niggas lets get right Murderers throw in for life We gettin high tonight Whether you know it or not baby I get head in the drop baby Ridin' down Sunset baby I've been somewhat of a freak lately Baby girl if you was my bitch, you can get a taste dick I like the mouth moist once I put it on ya lips I hearin a soft voice like "this my shit" And in the back of my mind I'm like "she can't be serious" Home is where it is, and home wreckers love to leave heads in your whip To fuck up your shit, baby girl is I was your NIGGA Baby girl is you was my BITCH, it would be murderous (Chorus) *with variations* Aus Songtexte Mania