Cheat On Her (One Verse)
Thought I was living low key Official pimp daddy O.G My whole steez was drinking beer and adultery But don't sleep, a freak ain't always a mack Then I found out my lil' sweet was blowin' out backs She was lonely in track, started sipping Bacardi Met some pimp at a party, now she stripping at Ardy's Copped a whip and a Harley Mad kick in the body, finally slipped at a hottie With the politic of Anagi Probably ran more trains than the third rail f*ck it, it's her world, mind you this used to be a church girl So it's my worst fear, jus knowing I'm responsible When I sleep all I see is Mandingo throwing and King-Kongin' you Can't rest, its like I'm hexed for life How much respect you expect when n*ggas is sexing your wife Professional advice, ignore the whores and the hooters 'Cos pains of the heart hurt much more than the bruises More than a loser, 'cos I lost love in the fast lane Next time I'll think twice before I give away my last name Its mad strain, mad strife, mad stress but its a man's game And your wife 'll be next
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Thought I was living low key Official pimp daddy O.G My whole steez was drinking beer and adultery But don't sleep, a freak ain't always a mack Then I found out my lil' sweet was blowin' out backs She was lonely in track, started sipping Bacardi Met some pimp at a party, now she stripping at Ardy's Copped a whip and a Harley Mad kick in the body, finally slipped at a hottie With the politic of Anagi Probably ran more trains than the third rail f*ck it, it's her world, mind you this used to be a church girl So it's my worst fear, jus knowing I'm responsible When I sleep all I see is Mandingo throwing and King-Kongin' you Can't rest, its like I'm hexed for life How much respect you expect when n*ggas is sexing your wife Professional advice, ignore the whores and the hooters 'Cos pains of the heart hurt much more than the bruises More than a loser, 'cos I lost love in the fast lane Next time I'll think twice before I give away my last name Its mad strain, mad strife, mad stress but its a man's game And your wife 'll be next
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