More Lyrics (Chyna Doll)

Yo Foxy, shorty yo
Don't let that pretty shit fool you yo
I didn't pay that bitch

[Foxy]:
This is for all my ballin ass bitches
All over worldwide
Shake them thighs for them pies
For all my niggas on every street corner
That's right, love y'all niggas

(Chorus [Foxy & Too Short]):
This is for the baller bitch
The waller bitch
The niggas that would call a bitch
Y'all be rich
So Short, what you mean?
I bet I be a poor girl's dream
More money than she ever seen
This is for the baller cats
All the cats
That want a bitch to lay on their backs
To hell with that
So Fox what you mean?
Bet I be a poor niggas dream
More money than he ever seen

[Too-Short]:
Kiss the projects goodbye
I'ma change you bitch
I'ma have niggas thinkin you a famous bitch
Here's the keys to the Benz but don't start the car
If you good I'ma let you park the car
From a straight broke ass to a baller bitch
They got no other choice but to call you rich
I got hella fly ladies
Never cry ladies
Those cheat on they man type tell a lie ladies
Diamond rings
Platinum chains
Tell them "baller bitch" when they ask your name
I say strut that strut
Walk that walk
Pop that shit
Talk that talk
Hold your head high
Be proud of this life
Pray to God that you never fall out of this life
'Cause it's much more better than all world scenes
Bitch open up your eyes it's a poor girls dream

(Repeat Chorus)

[Foxy]:
Kiss that jail shit goodbye
I'ma lace you nigga
I'ma have bitches thinkin' you a famous nigga
Here's the keys to the crib
Have you lovin' this life
And bitches ain't nothing fuckin' with a thug in your life
And you frontin' ass niggas who be courtin' the hype
Like they OT
And ain't ever sold a drug in they life
I got husslin' ass niggas
Thuggin' ass niggas
Always on some shit never trustin ass niggas
Bust your guns niggas cop your ones
And tell them "big baller" when you flash your ones
Nigga lock the bar down
Show these cats how it's done
And slide through the hood and go fuck with your Dons

(Repeat Chorus)

[Foxy]:
Call me what you want
I done heard the worst
And if there's Cris in this bitch
Then I'm poppin' it first
And if the 700's come I'll be coppin' it first
So whenever you see some hot shit I'm rockin' it first

[Too-Short]:
Shit, droppin' it first
The pardon choppin' it first
Basically when I ride by I'm hurtin' them worse
So now boo what you gonna do?
You see how quick I got you
That's how quick I will drop you

(Repeat Chorus)

Lately, y'know how that sayin' goes
"Be careful what you ask for in life
Cuz you just might get it"
Dependin' on what you ask for
What you get, you might now be able to get out it
You heard? Ughh

Niggas might take advantage if you let 'em (ughh)
Play your cards right, and if you fuck 'em in the same night
Make sure that he don't snitch, must be up to sumpin'
Or might be lyin' on his dick, shit
You know how niggas flip from gettin' pussy
The head, 'til you spit yo bread and blew his dick
Especially if he trip, shit
Don't complain, bitch, do your thang
And cop that range (ughh)
When he hit you with that game
You be like "A'ight, dude, whatever"
And sleep on it, put like a week on it
Get the Benz Jeep and creep on it
Do you, like, yeah, faggot, screw you
What the fuck am I to do now?
Just lay back, like I'm that lame bitch, dude
I'm that same bitch (uh huh)
Don't you know? Never cross no ho
Especially if she was Wifee and she know where that stands go
Fuck you wildin' fo'? Who you stylin' fo'?
And the truth is
He fuckin' with the deuce kid (ughh)
He don't know that I stick a move
Get him wife for that Chyna White
Nothing to lose, and I see right through him
Yeah, we fuckin' tonight
In the Duque, what he gawkin' and I'm truckin' tonight
And if he sweet with the big ones, I'm lucky tonight
And if he packin' like he yappin', I'm doin' him right

Noreaga:
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int right
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int tight

Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int right
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int tight, what

Foxy:
Ughh, mostly, they'll play you closely (uh huh)
Especially if you fuckin' 'em, anything could crushin' 'em
Damn bitch, you lovin' 'em, impressed like that
Bomb head, e'ry night, is the sex like that? (uh huh)
Yeah, you ain't know, I was stress like that
Over do, not this once, he don't handle like that
Shoulda known not to fuck wit no light weight cats
Rollin' doves in his stacks, I ain't fuckin' wit that
I'm like 'Dude, where the fuck is yo big heads at?'
And you know how I get down, I don't pumps like that
Plus he act funny, and he only fuck with track money
And I'm, seven zero platinum-plat money
It's not a game, nigga
And like Sparkle, Be Careful What You Say, nigga
The kind of cat that makes, wonder if he was sent to do this
Put it down for you
First chick he ever cried fo'
Never had a chick that raps like this (uh huh)
And impressed for no see cuz streps like this (uh huh)
And he makes a very it very clear (ughh)
Baby mothers don't exist
They just some Fox haters and condom breakers, ya heard?!

Noreaga:
What, when your man ain't fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int right, what
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int tight

Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int right
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int tight, what, what

Foxy:
Ughh, the situation is (uh huh)
Y'all chicks be fuckin' with that mistress shit
Babe ro, if not for the dough, I splits with the quickness
Pleads no fits, leaves no traces, ya heard?!
What the fuck is this? Payback shit? (uh huh)
Is it God striking me for some way back shit?
I'm like 'Damn, was the bitch really foul like this?' (uh huh)
And my lobe be just to think, I should slash my wrist
And my seven, from me thinkin' I should total my six
Or should straight spazz out, fuck his man and split (uh huh)
Took the code straight to his safe and just empty his bricks
On the low, but I know that he love when I flip (ughh)
Ya betta know how to throw the smash game
Shit, I got to bring bitch and his last name (ughh)
Any bitch could do a nigga whole big
Any bitch could lock up and have a kid
Any chick could fuck a nigga despite
But the nigga got to love you if he make you his wife
Ughh, ya chicks is lonely, I'm ownin' that dick
And on top of all this bullshit, I'm still this chick

Noreaga:
Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int right, what
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int tight

Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int right
We say 'Fuck 'em, fuck 'em'
Cuz he just a'int tight, what

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