It may sound a little harsh but it's straight from the heartĪ nigga didn't write the scripts so I'm just doin' my part I'm not sayin' that it's fair but it's the way that it isĪin't no nigga tryna marry you with four or five kids I stay at home and you're complainin' that I think we need space I'm on the streets and you're trippin' I don't make you feel safe Screamin' I ain't got enough to touch you under your skirtīut who the hell are you to tell me what my money is worth? You all claim to have substance, self respect and some classīut half naked in the club, Miss. So don't you call me insecure when he's so whoopy to go You're lyin' to yourself if you don't think you want more Um, ain't no such thing as a plutonic friend This is lesson one, baby, listen, how should I begin? Yo, get your money right, ladies, tell the man to get goneīut don't you show up to my crib with your period on Ya'll got someone to talk to these women? Marcus wanna talk about that ass and I ain't havin' it Our friends callin' at 3: 30 in the mornin' Like me, I'm a good man but all these good men get treated like shit If ya'll got somebody to talk to these triflin' ass women
Man, what's up, this is Marv, I wanna know That's why I leave them too, honey, they never call back Ya'll niggas ain't on my level, why do it so poor? Real bitches true to the game, that's how you G a niggaĬhrome on the SS Shawn, I bowly recip thee That's why I cheat a nigga, just when he eat it He drinkin' the fifths and drinkin' them allīack in the hood off the hustlers and Jeez knows he's the joke He's flashin' his chain's, he's flashin' his dough I seen your type before, doin' your 4's all over the floor Put you to the game, I've had enough of you Got stuck with you, sick of your childish gamesĪnd all the stuff you do, I probably mentioned your name I'm tired of thinkin' to myself why in the hell did I ever fuck with you Get your man right, nigga's, get a bitch that can keep up with you Interestin', Shauna, you wanna stick on this one? Just as nice, so now, I guess if we want to Man, next caller, yeah, I hear you but let's talk aboutīut I can't get him to pay his damn child support You damn right, player, alright, thank you for callin' Then your name will follow with "Eh, whatever happened to?" Run along, go find somebody to snitch or go chit-chatter to Half of you always seem to want some nigga to pamper youĪnd that'll do for him but not for me, I'll probably baffle youĪnd if he wants to act a fool, I'll show 'em what they gotta do
Handle you, stop the ride, leave you on the avenue Stop poppin' up at the mouth or like Nino Brown I thought your mama told you, you should never talk to strangersĭon't ever ask no questions that you really So don't be all up in my phone, replyin' on women's pages Long as there's new poochie, them dogs gon' keep fuckin' These tricks gon' keep on trickin', so hustlers gon' keep hustlin' Yo, get your money right, ladies, let me sign your own checksīut don't call me after midnight unless we havin' sexĭon't ever assume nothin', a man gon' be a manĪ groupy gon' be a groupy, a fan gon' be a fan
Ludacris, how do you feel about this particular situation? You know what I'm talkin' bout but what man don't I may check a little female from time to time on the side I take care of my kids, I pay all my bills, I, I mean I ain't gon' lie You know what I'm sayin', I'm a real man, I take care of home Yeah, man, y'all tell me if I'm crazy 'cause this girl in here trippin' Our hot-line is lit the fuck up with people with relationship issues Oh, yeah, welcome back to Battle Of The Sexes RadioĪnd disturbin' the pieces are in-studio guests
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