f/ Suga Free, Sylk E. Fine

[Suga Free]
No, uh-uh excuse me wait baby treat yo´ cash
And remind me when we get home to get goin
and crack my whip and pack yo´ shit
befo´ I 92.3 The Beat yo´ ass!
Naw bitch look at me when I talk to you
I checked the bitch and said, "Ah-hah some shit?
No ub-uh, shut up, you gon´ do what I tell you to do!"
Now name three motherfuckers you can call.. you cain´t
One pimpin that, two pimpin that, three pimpin that
That bitch got off! (Say what my nigga Suga Free, what you say?)
Snoop say what? (Huh?) I said
I´m pimpin that, you pimpin that, she pimpin that
That bitch does all!
Naw, pimpin ain´t easy (pimpin ain´t easy)
But hoein ain´t hard no (hoein ain´t hard no)
Baby you gon´ have to hoe (hoe hoe hoe)
Or lady I´ma have to go (see ya, see ya!)
Suga Free, bitch that don´t stand for some old nice ass nigga
tryin to get some pussy and you tryin to get some of this dick free
I´m live ta be a old-ass pimp with cataracts
Reminscin on regular park trees with the homies
and slappin bitches in Cadillacs

I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much
I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much!
I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much
I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much! Heyyy

[Sylk E. Fine]
Now check me, I´m in a helluva situation
I got LOVE for the homegirl but it ain´t no escapin
Now I´ve been waitin fo´ the chance fo´ me to do my thang
Cause when I GO OUT baby, I GO OUT with a bang! (bang bang)
Thursday night, ´bout to hang out at the House of Blues
Fresh attire, new shoes, plus a new, hairdo, WHOO!
I´m mesmerized by the music that they bump in the club
I see my homegirl man (whas´ happenin, whas´ up?)
lookin like he need some love
And everytime I see him, he been givin me the eye
Cause he my type and I´m his type and plus we love to ride
Imagine that, off we left
Hot sweat hot sex it ain´t like we just met (ahh, yeah, yeah)
Why she trust me? Since his girl went on a little trip
I made his sweat drip, he made me strip
It ain´t my fault he in a fucked up relationship
That just go to show, you never know who you dealin with
Love over friendship, that´s why I live my life trustless, yeah

I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much
I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much!
I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much
I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much! Heyyy

[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm, I spent the night at the homie´s house, shit
Slept in his livingroom, on his couch
Nigga high´n a motherfucker burnt out (shit)
Before you know it, god damn, the homie chirped out (damn!)
And he ain´t said shit, he just dip in his Seville as he peel
Left me at the pad with his girl, damn, what the deal?
Now baby got a gown on, gettin her clown on
As she slid downstairs, now she takin me down home
Cheatin in the next room in the homeboy´s bedroom
Am I wrong? Shit, on and on and on and on
Now what am I to do if you was me and I was you
His baby momma in my face, she shakin poo-poo, what would you do?
Trust is a motherfuckin loco, shit
and so is temptation, and I don´t know what I´ma do
Come on through (come on through) so I can cum on you (cum on you)
Shit if the homey knew (if the homey knew) if the homey knew
(if the homey knew)

I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much
[Sylk] Hey now
I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much!
[Sylk] Can´t trust me, whatcha say now?
[Snoop] Mo heezee up in this motherfucker Dogg
I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much
[Sylk] Believe!
[Snoop] Trust is a motherfucker
[Sylk] You can´t trust, whatcha say now?
[Snoop] Don´t trust, no bitch
I wish you wouldn´t trust me so much! Heyyy
[Sylk] Whatcha say?
[Snoop] Trust in no bitch-ass niggaz
[Sylk] Whatcha say now? Can´t trust

Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah
[Sylk] Whatcha say now?
Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah
[Sylk] Whatcha say now?
Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah
[Sylk] Can´t trust, whatcha say now?
Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah
[Sylk] Come on yeah..