It's Hard Being Wifee 歌词
| 歌曲 | It's Hard Being Wifee |
| 歌手 | Foxy Brown |
| 歌手 | Noreaga |
| 专辑 | Chyna Doll |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Inga Marchand & Victor Santiago | |
| 作词 : Marchand, Santiago | |
| UhhLadies y'all know how that sayin' goes' | |
| Be careful what you ask for in life' | |
| Cuz you just might get it' | |
| Dependin' on what you ask for | |
| What you get you might not be able to get out of it | |
| You heard? | |
| UhhNiggas might take advantage if you let 'em(Uhh) | |
| Play your cards right and if you fuck 'em in the same night | |
| Make sure that he don't snitch, must be up to sumpin' | |
| Or be lyin' on his dick, shit | |
| You know how niggas flip from gettin' pussy | |
| The head, 'til you spent yo bread and blew his dick | |
| Especially if he trip, shit | |
| Don't complain, bitch, do your thang and cop that range(Uhh) | |
| When he hit you with that game | |
| You be like, ' | |
| A'ight, dude, whatever' | |
| And sleep on it, put like a week on it | |
| Get the Benz | |
| Jeep and creep on it | |
| Do you, like, yeah, faggot, screw you | |
| What the fuck am | |
| I to do now? | |
| Just lay back like | |
| I'm that lame bitch, dude | |
| I'm that same bitch(Uh huh) | |
| Don't you know? | |
| Never cross no ho | |
| Especially if she was wifee and she know where that stands go | |
| Fuck you wildin' fo'? | |
| Who you stylin' fo'? | |
| And the truth is he fuckin' with the deuce kid(Uhh) | |
| He don't know that | |
| I stick a move | |
| Get him right for that | |
| Chyna White | |
| Nothing to lose, and | |
| I see right through him | |
| Yeah, we fuckin' tonight | |
| In the Duque, what he talkkin' and | |
| I'm truckin' tonight | |
| And if he sweet with them big ones, | |
| I'm lucky tonight | |
| And if he packin' like he yappin', | |
| I'm doin' him right | |
| Yo, yo, yo, yo | |
| Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't right | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't tight | |
| Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't right | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't tight | |
| Uhh, mostly, they'll play you closely(Uh, huh) | |
| Especially if you fuckin' 'em, anything could crushin' 'em | |
| Damn bitch, you lovin' 'em, impressed like that | |
| Bomb head, every night, is the sex like that? | |
| Uh huhYeah, you ain't know, | |
| I was stress like that | |
| Over do, not this once, he don't handle like that | |
| Should'a known not to fuck with no lightweight cats | |
| Rollin' doves in his stacks, | |
| I ain't fuckin' wit that | |
| I'm like, "Dude, where the fuck is yo big heads at?" | |
| And you know how | |
| I get down, | |
| I don't pumps like that | |
| Plus he act funny and he only fuck with track money | |
| And I'm, seven zero platinum-plat money | |
| It's not a game, nigga | |
| And like Sparkle, be careful what you say, nigga | |
| The kind of cat that makes, wonder if he was sent to do this | |
| Put it down for you | |
| First chick he ever cried fo' never had a chick that raps like this(Uh, huh) | |
| And impressed for no see 'cuz we straight like this(Uh, huh) | |
| And he makes a it very clear baby mothers don't exist(Uhh) | |
| They just some | |
| Fox haters and condom breakers, ya heard? | |
| Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't right | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't tight | |
| Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't right | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't tight | |
| Ughh, the situation is(Uh, huh) | |
| Y'all chicks be fuckin' with that mistress shit | |
| Babe ro, if not for the dough, | |
| I splits with the quickness | |
| Pleads no fifth, leaves no traces, ya heard? | |
| What the fuck is this? | |
| Payback shit?(Uh, huh) | |
| Is it God striking me for some way back shit? | |
| I'm like, "Damn, was the bitch really foul like this?"(Uh, huh) | |
| And my lobe be just to think, | |
| I should slash my wrist | |
| And my seven, from me thinkin' | |
| I should total my six | |
| Or should straight spazz out, fuck his man and split(Uh, huh) | |
| Took the code straight to his safe and just empty his bricks | |
| On the low but | |
| I know that he love when | |
| I flip(Uhh) | |
| Ya betta know how to throw the smash game | |
| Shit, I got to bring bitch and his last name(Uhh) | |
| Any bitch could do a nigga whole big | |
| Any bitch could lock up and have a kid | |
| Any chick could fuck a nigga despite | |
| But the nigga got to love you if he make you his wife | |
| Ughh, ya chicks is lonely, | |
| I'm ownin' that dick | |
| And on top of all this bullshit, | |
| I'm still his chick | |
| Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't right | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't tight | |
| Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't right | |
| We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain't tight |
| zuo qu : Inga Marchand Victor Santiago | |
| zuo ci : Marchand, Santiago | |
| UhhLadies y' all know how that sayin' goes' | |
| Be careful what you ask for in life' | |
| Cuz you just might get it' | |
| Dependin' on what you ask for | |
| What you get you might not be able to get out of it | |
| You heard? | |
| UhhNiggas might take advantage if you let ' em Uhh | |
| Play your cards right and if you fuck ' em in the same night | |
| Make sure that he don' t snitch, must be up to sumpin' | |
| Or be lyin' on his dick, shit | |
| You know how niggas flip from gettin' pussy | |
| The head, ' til you spent yo bread and blew his dick | |
| Especially if he trip, shit | |
| Don' t complain, bitch, do your thang and cop that range Uhh | |
| When he hit you with that game | |
| You be like, ' | |
| A' ight, dude, whatever' | |
| And sleep on it, put like a week on it | |
| Get the Benz | |
| Jeep and creep on it | |
| Do you, like, yeah, faggot, screw you | |
| What the fuck am | |
| I to do now? | |
| Just lay back like | |
| I' m that lame bitch, dude | |
| I' m that same bitch Uh huh | |
| Don' t you know? | |
| Never cross no ho | |
| Especially if she was wifee and she know where that stands go | |
| Fuck you wildin' fo'? | |
| Who you stylin' fo'? | |
| And the truth is he fuckin' with the deuce kid Uhh | |
| He don' t know that | |
| I stick a move | |
| Get him right for that | |
| Chyna White | |
| Nothing to lose, and | |
| I see right through him | |
| Yeah, we fuckin' tonight | |
| In the Duque, what he talkkin' and | |
| I' m truckin' tonight | |
| And if he sweet with them big ones, | |
| I' m lucky tonight | |
| And if he packin' like he yappin', | |
| I' m doin' him right | |
| Yo, yo, yo, yo | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Uhh, mostly, they' ll play you closely Uh, huh | |
| Especially if you fuckin' ' em, anything could crushin' ' em | |
| Damn bitch, you lovin' ' em, impressed like that | |
| Bomb head, every night, is the sex like that? | |
| Uh huhYeah, you ain' t know, | |
| I was stress like that | |
| Over do, not this once, he don' t handle like that | |
| Should' a known not to fuck with no lightweight cats | |
| Rollin' doves in his stacks, | |
| I ain' t fuckin' wit that | |
| I' m like, " Dude, where the fuck is yo big heads at?" | |
| And you know how | |
| I get down, | |
| I don' t pumps like that | |
| Plus he act funny and he only fuck with track money | |
| And I' m, seven zero platinumplat money | |
| It' s not a game, nigga | |
| And like Sparkle, be careful what you say, nigga | |
| The kind of cat that makes, wonder if he was sent to do this | |
| Put it down for you | |
| First chick he ever cried fo' never had a chick that raps like this Uh, huh | |
| And impressed for no see ' cuz we straight like this Uh, huh | |
| And he makes a it very clear baby mothers don' t exist Uhh | |
| They just some | |
| Fox haters and condom breakers, ya heard? | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Ughh, the situation is Uh, huh | |
| Y' all chicks be fuckin' with that mistress shit | |
| Babe ro, if not for the dough, | |
| I splits with the quickness | |
| Pleads no fifth, leaves no traces, ya heard? | |
| What the fuck is this? | |
| Payback shit? Uh, huh | |
| Is it God striking me for some way back shit? | |
| I' m like, " Damn, was the bitch really foul like this?" Uh, huh | |
| And my lobe be just to think, | |
| I should slash my wrist | |
| And my seven, from me thinkin' | |
| I should total my six | |
| Or should straight spazz out, fuck his man and split Uh, huh | |
| Took the code straight to his safe and just empty his bricks | |
| On the low but | |
| I know that he love when | |
| I flip Uhh | |
| Ya betta know how to throw the smash game | |
| Shit, I got to bring bitch and his last name Uhh | |
| Any bitch could do a nigga whole big | |
| Any bitch could lock up and have a kid | |
| Any chick could fuck a nigga despite | |
| But the nigga got to love you if he make you his wife | |
| Ughh, ya chicks is lonely, | |
| I' m ownin' that dick | |
| And on top of all this bullshit, | |
| I' m still his chick | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight |
| zuò qǔ : Inga Marchand Victor Santiago | |
| zuò cí : Marchand, Santiago | |
| UhhLadies y' all know how that sayin' goes' | |
| Be careful what you ask for in life' | |
| Cuz you just might get it' | |
| Dependin' on what you ask for | |
| What you get you might not be able to get out of it | |
| You heard? | |
| UhhNiggas might take advantage if you let ' em Uhh | |
| Play your cards right and if you fuck ' em in the same night | |
| Make sure that he don' t snitch, must be up to sumpin' | |
| Or be lyin' on his dick, shit | |
| You know how niggas flip from gettin' pussy | |
| The head, ' til you spent yo bread and blew his dick | |
| Especially if he trip, shit | |
| Don' t complain, bitch, do your thang and cop that range Uhh | |
| When he hit you with that game | |
| You be like, ' | |
| A' ight, dude, whatever' | |
| And sleep on it, put like a week on it | |
| Get the Benz | |
| Jeep and creep on it | |
| Do you, like, yeah, faggot, screw you | |
| What the fuck am | |
| I to do now? | |
| Just lay back like | |
| I' m that lame bitch, dude | |
| I' m that same bitch Uh huh | |
| Don' t you know? | |
| Never cross no ho | |
| Especially if she was wifee and she know where that stands go | |
| Fuck you wildin' fo'? | |
| Who you stylin' fo'? | |
| And the truth is he fuckin' with the deuce kid Uhh | |
| He don' t know that | |
| I stick a move | |
| Get him right for that | |
| Chyna White | |
| Nothing to lose, and | |
| I see right through him | |
| Yeah, we fuckin' tonight | |
| In the Duque, what he talkkin' and | |
| I' m truckin' tonight | |
| And if he sweet with them big ones, | |
| I' m lucky tonight | |
| And if he packin' like he yappin', | |
| I' m doin' him right | |
| Yo, yo, yo, yo | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Uhh, mostly, they' ll play you closely Uh, huh | |
| Especially if you fuckin' ' em, anything could crushin' ' em | |
| Damn bitch, you lovin' ' em, impressed like that | |
| Bomb head, every night, is the sex like that? | |
| Uh huhYeah, you ain' t know, | |
| I was stress like that | |
| Over do, not this once, he don' t handle like that | |
| Should' a known not to fuck with no lightweight cats | |
| Rollin' doves in his stacks, | |
| I ain' t fuckin' wit that | |
| I' m like, " Dude, where the fuck is yo big heads at?" | |
| And you know how | |
| I get down, | |
| I don' t pumps like that | |
| Plus he act funny and he only fuck with track money | |
| And I' m, seven zero platinumplat money | |
| It' s not a game, nigga | |
| And like Sparkle, be careful what you say, nigga | |
| The kind of cat that makes, wonder if he was sent to do this | |
| Put it down for you | |
| First chick he ever cried fo' never had a chick that raps like this Uh, huh | |
| And impressed for no see ' cuz we straight like this Uh, huh | |
| And he makes a it very clear baby mothers don' t exist Uhh | |
| They just some | |
| Fox haters and condom breakers, ya heard? | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Ughh, the situation is Uh, huh | |
| Y' all chicks be fuckin' with that mistress shit | |
| Babe ro, if not for the dough, | |
| I splits with the quickness | |
| Pleads no fifth, leaves no traces, ya heard? | |
| What the fuck is this? | |
| Payback shit? Uh, huh | |
| Is it God striking me for some way back shit? | |
| I' m like, " Damn, was the bitch really foul like this?" Uh, huh | |
| And my lobe be just to think, | |
| I should slash my wrist | |
| And my seven, from me thinkin' | |
| I should total my six | |
| Or should straight spazz out, fuck his man and split Uh, huh | |
| Took the code straight to his safe and just empty his bricks | |
| On the low but | |
| I know that he love when | |
| I flip Uhh | |
| Ya betta know how to throw the smash game | |
| Shit, I got to bring bitch and his last name Uhh | |
| Any bitch could do a nigga whole big | |
| Any bitch could lock up and have a kid | |
| Any chick could fuck a nigga despite | |
| But the nigga got to love you if he make you his wife | |
| Ughh, ya chicks is lonely, | |
| I' m ownin' that dick | |
| And on top of all this bullshit, | |
| I' m still his chick | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight | |
| Yo, when your man ain' t fuckin' you right | |
| And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that | |
| Chyna White | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t right | |
| We say, " Fuck ' em, fuck ' em"' | |
| Cuz he just ain' t tight |
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