Why U Bullshittin'? - Suga Free

So pay attention, babe

Pay attention

Our Father, who art in Heaven

Quik gave me a beat, now Pomona’s on the set, now…

Get your money, why you bullshittin'?!

Baby, why you bullshittin'?!

Mama tried but it ain’t no love like homie love, baby

I’m G’d up and I’m crazy

And there’s a mellow ghetto breeze on my ass

'Cause I’m, saggin', don’t wanna die so I’m packin'

Now when I see my baby cryin', I can’t explain how it hits me

I’m tryin' to take responsibility

You see in order for me to win, I gotta lose sometimes, baby

I know I’m wrong but I’mma make it

Now I… never hit a woman, nah

But I’ll slap the shit out of a bitch, why you bullshittin'?!

If you think with a little head, you gets a little head, little trick

But I ain’t going against the grain, not me, not even a little bit

Bet she didn’t tell you she used to be my ho, huh?

Yeah nigga, she sold that pussy for me in Pomona

You better take some of this nighttime stuffy, achy head, fever so could

realize I’m tryin' to get rich with Quik

Why you bullshittin' medicine, nigga

Suga Free is lovely and pretty as I can be

Perm silkier than Charlotte’s Web, waves deep as Redondo Beach

Tellin' you to…

Get your money, why you bullshittin'?!

Baby, why you bullshittin'?!

I get down, why you bullshittin'?!

Baby, why you bullshittin'?!

Now what’s the problem nigga?

Whu-what?

Yo' lady won’t suck your dick?

'Cause for the very low low price of $ 100 you can use my bitch

And if you act now, man, I’ll throw in a ho that’ll buff your knob

She used to work down there at the sperm bank until she got fired for drinkin'

on the job

But you ain’t knowin', givin' baby yo' money, be killin' me!

Lettin' that bitch disrespect you in front of yo' friends be killin me!

Always givin' that bitch some dick, killin' me

Goin' through one ear, comin' out the other

Talkin bout you feelin' me

Now, partner tell me where my love at

'Cause I’mma tell you where you’re wrong at

I’ll bend but I won’t break, not me, no madam

I’m broker than the ten commandments

Plus I just walked a hole in some Stacey Adams

Shit!

And at that, you broke, been broke, gon' be broke

Wanna see me broke, but please ho, really doe

'Cause I’ll tell a lie, she’ll tell a lie

Then we’ll sit there with a straight face

And compliment each other on one another’s lie

Now I can tell you 30 times how to pimp you a ho

And I can tell you 30 more and you still won’t know

Partner, you, you wanna overuse the pussy

Me, I’m tryin' to hit the news with the pussy

In a survey it’s estimated that 9 out of 10 men don’t check they spouse but

Suga Free’ll tell your pretty ass to get the fuck out!

And…

Get my money, why you bullshittin'?!

Baby, why you bullshittin'?!

I get down, why you bullshittin'?!

Baby, why you bullshittin'?!

Bitch, come get your damn kids, you see 'em tearin' up my shit

She’s starin' dead at they ass, you won’t tell 'em to quit

Now, I’ll whoop they ass, fuck waitin' 'til baby turn her back

Let little man come sock me in the chest again and try to run, he gettin'

cracked

I want you but I really don’t need you, bitch

'Cause all you do is eat, burp and fuck and talk that shit

And tell your kids I ain’t they motherfuckin' daddy

What-what?

Your Medi-Cal expired?

'Cause they look like they been eatin' cabbage

And it don’t cost a dime

I won’t knock no pork chop off your plate if you don’t knock one off of mine

Yeah, this pimpin' partna

'Cause a hoe’s gonna be a ho for real

Quit jockin' her cause youse a snack, she’s lookin' for a meal

And I ain’t tryin' to be your friend, bitch

Buddy, buddy, that’s my partner, that nigga cool, and all that shit

Sayin: I won’t be afraid, I won’t go astray

I pay like I weigh, I’ll stay in my place

Please let me stay, I’ll ho to my grave

So how you wanna handle this?

Baby, we’ll dismantle this

And we blows you out like a candle trick

Hahahahahahaa

And we blows you out like a candle trick

Man, get your money, why you bullshittin'?!

Baby, why you bullshittin'?!

Believe me, I get down, why you bullshittin'?!

That’s right, baby, why you bullshittin'?!

It’s pimpin wit me.

Don’t fuck around, why you bullshittin'?!

Yo, Kingpin, why you bullshittin'?!

I think, Pomona Town, why you bullshittin'?!

Uhh!

That’s where I’m from, why you bullshittin'?!

It’s pimpin wit me, why you bullshittin'?!

What’s pimpin wit chu?, baby, why you bullshittin'?!

Uuh, trick, it ain’t hard, why you bullshittin'?!

In a real way credit card, why you bullshittin'?!

Got my money baby, why you bullshittin'?!

Ahh, god damn, why you bullshittin'?!

Suga Free, I get down, why you bullshittin'?!

Suga Free, Black Tone, don’t be bullshittin'!

Kingpin for life!

Ahhhh, kingpin for life, y’all!