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Catch

69 Boyz & Raab
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I had this dog named Red, sold dope out East That had this nymph named Kim, a lil' sexy freak 'Bout five feet tall, so sweet in my teeth Lookin' good enough to eat from her head to her feet She grew up on the beach, never hip to the game And fell in love with Red 'cause he sold cocaine You know the kind of nymph that went to Catholic school And did the opposite of what her mama told her to do Me and my dog Red, we was extra close Played park, wanted to ball together for Coach Roach We hit the same nymphs and broke the same rules And both graduated from the same high school Both went in the game, I left and he stayed But while I'm suin' record labels tryin' to get paid Red done came up and got it made in the shade With six birds a week from SC to Dade A brand new house that was extra suped A Hummer, a Benz, and a Lexus coupe Around to his crib all times of night On the big screen watchin' Mike Tyson fight With his nymph servin' drinks in her negligee Eyein' me every time Red looked away And that there was grounds to leave 'Cause player rule number three Is never disrespect a man's main squeeze Now Red gets a beep and has to break camp I'm thinkin' that we both about to get vamped But he was like "Dog, stay and watch the fight 'Cause I don't even know if I'ma make it home tonight" 'Cause he had this other nymph he was goin' to hit Plus he kinda wanted me to babysit And make sure fake snakes ain't invade his place Lead a lady down flat and make her open the safe He dipped, Tyson won, split decision Kim came in and stood in front of the television And I don't know what button she pushed But it switched from TV to a CD of Angela Winbush Now Red in his Hummer pumpin' Master P While his nymph at the crib goin' after me How I wish that his girl ain't lust me so much And that my dog ain't trust me so much That way I wouldn't feel bad hittin' his door On his white leather sofa that he bought from Hov But I did it, and after I did it, I felt doomed Went and took a shower in the guest bathroom Got out the shower, put on my clothes And noticed Kim had powder on her nose Actin' all hyper, eyes was all glossy I had to make the nymph back up off me Ran to his room, the safe was wide open Kim right behind me, hollerin' "I'm hopin' You ain't gon' tell him, 'cause he'll be hurt If he find out his main squeeze addicted to the work Besides, tell on me and I'ma tell on you And all the freaky stuff that you made me do" Now I'm dead in the middle of a Catch-22 Tell me, what would you do?