by Sir Michael Rocks
[Intro]
Don’t be a bitch all your life
Don’t be a groupie
Still that nigga, though
(The Freshmen)
[Verse 1]
First Dipset split up
Now every day I get up
Somebody got something to say
Like what’s up with you and Chuck?
That still your nigga or what?
And is that new Cool Kids on the way?
Then I tell ‘em, just wait
The truth is I don’t know it, though
But that’s my brother till I’m in the hole
Our first deal had us stuck in it
And if you hear me ______, you’re a fuckin’ bitch!
I was only 18, tryna live out my dreams
In reality, you was on some other shit
(What?) And Universal tried to give you 250 out the deal
And you asked for a mill, are you fucking sick? (Dummy)
You wasn’t with us spitting in the booth
Doing shows before niggas even knew who we was
I used to wanna kill you, dawg
Cock back, let it ride, wouldn’t feel at all (damn)
But in a way I gotta thank ya
‘Cause now I’m finna be bigger than you can think off
My next girl say my ex-girl wanna bang us
Then I say “us?” And she say “yup”
Then I say “damn” and she say “what?”
You ain’t the only one that’s tryna taste this, but
I can’t make this up
And when our days get tough
And sometimes I don’t say it enough
And then I say it like:
[Hook]
In case you forget, you forget, you forget, you forget
You forgot, you forgot, you forgot, you forgot,
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit, you the shit,
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit
And I’m here for you…
As long as you do…
What I want you to
‘Cause you and me…
In case you forget, you forget, you forget, you forget
You forgot, you forgot, you forgot, you forgot
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit, you the shit
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit
And I’m here for you…
If you want me to…
‘Cause I got you too…
‘Cause you and me…
[Verse 2]
And then Three 6 break up, and every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with me
I tell them to take a number, I tell them to get in line
While I give they ass somethin’ to see
So watch me baby, from lunch meat to lobster, baby
Bet the block go crazy, bet my fam go crazy
Man, these hoes gon’ be hoes, ain’t you spoke to ‘em lately?
Exposing them hoes to a fake nigga ain’t me
I met my dream girl walking down State Street
I was like “do you come with fries, ’cause that shake sweet”
At first sight, to get in them thighs, I will wait weeks
Your love blind and you cannot fight what you can’t see
She was like “I’m your type”
If you’re still looking for the blueprint of your wife
You should chase me
Swallow your pride, because it taste cheap
And when I’m on your mind, baby, you can’t sleep
You know what to do, just pick the phone up and call
Man, even when I’m wrong, you don’t fault me
You’re not alone, even when I’m gone and you home, see
If you’re feeling lonely I’ll row a boat through the whole sea
If it means I’ll get back to shore
I don’t open car doors, but what’s mine is yours
We’re both sittin’ in this Porsche, trying to find the source
And that’s why sometimes before the sunshine, it pours
[Hook]
