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Tekst :
Nah, nah, this can´t be trueI got this feeling
And I just can`t turn it loose
That somebody`s
Been getting next to you
Don`t wanna walk around
Knowing I was your fool
`Cause being the man that I am
I just can`t loose my cool
My friends keep telling me
About the things that`s going on
But deep in my heart baby
I hope that I`m wrong
But I know it babe
Somebody`s sleeping in my bed
Somebody`s taking in my bed
Somebody`s sleeping in my bed
And you know just what I mean
I come home early
Expecting your warm embrace
Something is wrong
`Cause it`s written
All over your face
It hurts so bad
When I walk through the door
But you know one damn thing babe
I ain`t coming back no more
Now don`t try to tell me
Things are still the same
`Cause when we made love
I heard you call out his name
Call out his name
Somebody`s sleeping in my bed
Somebody`s taking my bed
Somebody`s sleeping in my bed
And you know just what I mean
Girl, I want you to know
I gave you money
And every little thing that you need
I gave you the world
`Cause you were my girl
But you still ran out on me
Somebody`s sleeping in my bed
Somebody`s taking my bed
Somebody`s sleeping in my bed
And you know just what I mean
Tekst :
True freedom deep within, this agony is not a sin.Inside these walls I m captured in.
Blood dripping through my eyes, my life carries so many lies.
Thou shall fall, who shall rise.
If you see how these chains I have, make me feel like I was born to die.
If you hear my voice screaming out loud, please come save me before it s too late.
This soul is never sold, I keep only the trust of my own.
My soul, my cell, I m a prisoner in myself.
Tonight oh, my lord so, I would like to flee from me.
This isn t real! Take this pain away!
Tekst :
[Chorus]Ho, Wurrs My Cash?
(Got his money ho?)
You don t have it?
(You trippin girl)
Am I gon slap you? Uh huh
Sling that ass
(Sling it for a nigga girl)
What is this ma ?
(How much?)
Is that enough? Uh Uh
Know ya ll gon ask
(Tell em the truth close to move)
I am a hustler?
(Get yours)
Am I pimpin ? Uh Huh
Ho move real fast
(Don t be slacking up)
You don t like yo job. So!
Do I care ho ? Uh Uh
Sling that ass
[Chingy]
I m yo hustler (Dig it)
I m yo daddy (Alright)
I m that clean ? at a school caddy (Yes)
I m yo supplyer, (Uh Huh)
I m yo buyer (Uh Huh)
I m that tree in the forest that s on fire (What Am I ?)
I m yo yong pimp (What else?) baby yo boss (What else?)
I m that candy red paint that shine and gloss (Ya dig?)
I m yo supafly, (Ya dig?)
Yo Black Ceaser (alright now)
Girl you too shy to speak then take a breather
Can you dig this?
Lick when I piss (Well Alright)
[Chorus]
Ho, Wurrs My Cash?
(Got his money ho?)
You don t have it?
(You trippin girl)
Am I gon slap you? Uh huh
Sling that ass
(Sling it for a nigga girl)
What is this ma ?
(How much?)
Is that enough? Uh Uh
Know ya ll gon ask
(Tell em the truth close to move)
I am a hustler?
(Get yours)
Am I pimpin ? Uh Huh
Ho move real fast
(Don t be slacking up)
You don t like yo job. So!
Do I care ho ? Uh Uh
Sling that ass
[Chingy]
See that verco, that s for when it s cold
Break that white gold,plain gold, got old
Snake skin shoes, give yo friends blues
Step out the car, sharp as a fuckin auto too
Got tall girls, into small girls
Latin, Japanese, Black, Mexican all girls
Willin to work for it, go in they purse for it
Down wit me even if they put in a herse for it
Got in the dirt for it
Call me papi and ll pull up they skirt for it
[Chorus]
Ho, Wurrs My Cash?
(Got his money ho?)
You don t have it?
(You trippin girl)
Am I gon slap you? Uh huh
Sling that ass
(Sling it for a nigga girl)
What is this ma ?
(How much?)
Is that enough? Uh Uh
Know ya ll gon ask
(Tell em the truth close to move)
I am a hustler?
(Get yours)
Am I pimpin ? Uh Huh
Ho move real fast
(Don t be slacking up)
You don t like yo job. So!
Do I care ho ? Uh Uh
Sling that ass
[Chingy]
People ask me why I m like this
See my father and my uncles gave me this shit
Since I liked it fot down and hiked it
That s why you catch me doing foursomes with dike chicks
They like my style, I like they mouth
Even gotta couple hookers workin the south
And on the east my girls the best
In Cali got 10 out on sunset
Pimp of all pimps, young Don Bishop
Got life insurance, trick gon I won t miss ya
On the sole of my gators she can kiss the (smooch)
Bitch!
[Chorus]
Ho, Wurrs My Cash?
(Got his money ho?)
You don t have it?
(You trippin girl)
Am I gon slap you? Uh huh
Sling that ass
(Sling it for a nigga girl)
What is this ma ?
(How much?)
Is that enough? Uh Uh
Know ya ll gon ask
(Tell em the truth close to move)
I am a hustler?
(Get yours)
Am I pimpin ? Uh Huh
Ho move real fast
(Don t be slacking up)
You don t like yo job. So!
Do I care ho ? Uh Uh
Sling that ass