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Yeah, you know, it's like I rap, I got two platinum albums | I do a lotta concerts all over the place | I seen the groupies, they do whatever you say
Yeah, you know, it's like I rap, I got two platinum albums I do a lotta concerts all over the place I seen the groupies, they do whatever you say When you want it, how you want it an' where you want it But I ain't trippin' 'cause these are the '90s So when a freak say to me she loves me I just say somethin' like this I say, "Baby, why you wanna do all that? Sleep with a brother just because I rap" You keep lookin' in my eyes an' you just won't stop All damn night, you been on my jock But I'm no fool 'Cause you're sprung on my house an' my swimming pool Call me a dog, I got several freaks When I do my shows, I can't get no sleep 'Cause you keep knockin' at my hotel door I was there to sleep an' can't get no more sleep So why you wanna wake me up? When I told you once, I don't wanna fuck So get on, girl, won't you mind your own? I'm tryin' to sleep, so just leave me alone Next time I see you, I do my duty But tonight, I got another hoochie Hoochie, tryin' to be bourgie But you're nothin' but a groupie ridin' on my snoopy Hoochie, tryin' to be bourgie But you're nothin' but a groupie ridin' on my snoopy I'm Short Dog, I wanna take you backstage An' you can read it like it's on the front page You wanna do somebody right For those who ain't famous, not tonight You do the NBA an' the NFL Rappers an' singers as well Keyboard players an' the drummer It's like track an' field with just runners So let me get on the phone an' call all my friends Ain't a damn thing changed but the paint on my Benz Get somethin' that you can't get from good girls Care less about a weave or a jherri curl 'Cause I know somethin' you don't know Ain't nothin' like these groupie hoes An' since Tony Toni Tonë made the track Get lost, fool an' tell your girl I'm back, sing it Hoochie, tryin' to be bourgie But you're nothin' but a groupie ridin' on my snoopy Hoochie, tryin' to be bourgie But you're nothin' but a groupie ridin' on my snoopy Get off my lap 'cause you're gettin' kinda heavy Lookin' at the bed, askin' am I ready Ready for what, sex? Well, after that, baby, what's next? We get a house in the suburbs, two-car garage An' every night, I get a good massage? Save that drama for later An' take this number to my SkyPager Keep in touch but don't call too much When I come back around, you know what's up It's time to get busy once again Bring a few partners 'cause I got friends It's goin' down like always Young groupies in the hallways I got the money, the fame an' all the things you like So I see you next time when I rock the mic You hoochie, tryin' to be bourgie But you're nothin' but a groupie ridin' on my snoopy Hoochie, tryin' to be bourgie But you're nothin' but a groupie ridin' on my snoopy Hoochie, tryin' to be bourgie But you're nothin' but a groupie ridin' on my snoopy Hoochie, tryin' to be bourgie But you're nothin' but a groupie ridin' on my snoopy
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