I Don't Need No B****
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My momma told me never ever trust one
Bust one and break 'em
Be about your paper, nigga, take it
Everyday's a hustle got these haters at my neck
Suckas tryna get a check
The Boss Dogg does it
Hoes wanna call it what it wasn't
Tryna kiss a nigga all in public
Bitch, is you crazy?
I preach pimpin not the fuckin
I heard it all before, I ain't no fuckin rookie
I'm a Long Beach, rollin' 20, playa 'bout his G's
I ain't trippin off these broads
You know these ratchets after cheese
Messin' with my focus
The Loc is on his grind
Baby, focus on this dick and keep your focus off my time
Stay in the lane that I made for you to chill
Until then it's been real
I gotta handle business
And you are nowhere in it
See, trippin gets you nowhere
Cause bitch, I'm on that
I don't need no hoes
All on me, trippin' and callin' my phone
Always lyin'
I don't need no hoes
Constantly checkin' on me
Bitch, don't even try it
I'm out here grindin'
That's why I don't need no
We used to rock to the rhythm that didn't stop
Now you tellin' me I need to be gettin' out and go find me a
Bitch, cause it's over and through
But why do I need a bitch when I got you?
I don't mean it like it sounds
But we used to be a team, yo, we used to have a dream
Yo, we used to put our things together
Now it's divide and hide and
Boggled up negative feelings inside
These hoes, they come a dime a dozen
Fuck one, that one sucked my dick and findin' nothin'
Fuck it, I don't need 'em
Don't buy 'em nothin' to drink, I don't feed 'em
Fuck it, never mind 'em
I stay in front, I used to chase behind 'em
No, I don't wine and dine 'em
I don't need no hoes
All on me, trippin' and callin' my phone
Always lyin'
I don't need no hoes
Constantly checkin' on me
Bitch, don't even try it
I'm out here grindin'
That's why I don't need no
Hell nah, I don't need one
And all that talkin' and fussin', bitch, you can miss me
I put these size 12's down on a 10 speed
Before I let a bitch get the best of me
The recipe for danger
Phone checkin', recipe for anger
I'm from a gang but I don't wanna bang ya
And I can tell how you tell all your friends
About my Benz and my ends, bitch, really I'm the perfect stranger
Which turns you to the perfect stalker
Body like Miss Parker, maybe a little darker
But I'mma have to pass on that ass
You was too much in the first place
Never understood when it was work day
And now she all up on your boy in the worst way
You need to detox, bitch, see Dr. Dre
Cause crazy ain't gon' get it
And trippin' get you nowhere
Cause, bitch, I'm on that, bitch, I'm on that
I don't need no hoes
All on me, trippin' and callin' my phone
Always lyin'
I don't need no hoes
Constantly checkin' on me
Bitch, don't even try it
I'm out here grindin'
That's why I don't need no
You need to quit talkin' crazy
I don't need no
You need to quit talkin' crazy