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(Telephone:) |
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Ey yo, what's up this is Big L, know what I'm sayin' |
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Calling to see how that joint, know what I'm sayin', came out |
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Hey yo fellas... Keep our eye open... watch out |
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Cause females be playing a whole lot of games like these |
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(Chorus: x2) |
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Aiyyo fellas, you gotta be careful today |
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Watch out for games that these females play |
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Cause some break the rules and some don't play fair |
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You might get caught out there if you're not aware |
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(Verse 1:) |
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I know this lady by the name of Katie |
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If you broke, she's shady |
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You got cash? She's ready to have your baby |
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The type of female the fellas stress |
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Stay fresh to death, well dressed |
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In Chanel, Guess, nothing less |
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Body got more curves than an S |
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I smoke her boots like Sess |
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And I confess the sex was the best (yes) |
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Within a week she had keys to my res |
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And then later my man Squeezer gave her gees to invest |
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Then one day I overheard her talking to friends |
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Saying how she didn't like me, all she want is the ends |
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Yo honey was sheisty |
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Had me thinking she was wifey, tricking ridiculous |
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Given her dues that was icey |
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I said it's over |
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And what I gave you, you can have that |
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It wasn't even her - it was myself I was mad at |
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Letting that dame use me for my name and my fame |
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That's lame, but it's a shame how I fell for the game |
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(Chorus x2) |
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(Verse 2:) |
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A year ago I did a show for some dough |
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Puffed a bag of hydro then broke out on the low |
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And on my way out, it was a female on my trail |
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Who followed me from the stage to the Benz SL |
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I asked honey her name, she replied, "Monique" |
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Soft and sweet, from her head to feet, hotter than heat |
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Jump in the passenger seat, let's go get somethin to eat |
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She said I was that Roc-a-Fella she'd been dyin to meet |
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I tried to hit it first night, she said she wasn't a freak |
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Yeah right - it's all good, so I waited a week |
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Then one night to my crib she decided to creep |
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Knocked on a nigga door and woke me outta my sleep |
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I let her in before you know it we was doin our thang |
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I drove her home, and said tomorrow give me a ring |
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It was about a month later when she gave me a call |
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With some bogus ass story that was off the wall |
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Claimin she's pregnant with my child, I think that's quite foul |
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How is that? I wore a Lifestyle |
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(Chorus x2) |
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So watch out fellas... Watch out |
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You better watch out fellas |
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Yeah, you better watch out |
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Watch out fellas... You better watch out |
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F'real |
