Stop Lying

[Bushwick Bill] Why you lie about that bitch you said you fucked last week You coulda bought the funky ho cause yo the pussy was cheap Me and her been fuckin daily since the time we met You mean to tell me you ain't fucked that ol' dumb bitch yet? Get yourself a new approach and stop your lyin an' shit You couldn't fuck her so I know she never sucked your dick I ain't simple-minded nigga, put your lies on the shelf Cause you ain't satisfyin me or your God damned self Let me give you for-instance with this kid named Chris Who used to say he fucked a bitch because she gave him a kiss Stupid silly motherfucker with his crotch in his hand Tellin dirty bed stories to a full grown man I had to stop him in his tracks and had to put him in check Cause he was gettin out of hand and he was gettin erect Went and bought the boy some pussy, nigga fucked it off Gave the tramp a 20 spot, she gave the shit right back But when he came out the room, I had to shut Chris up Cause I'll be damned if he ain't tell me he and she ain't fucked You a faggot if you stick your dick head in shit But you a pussy if you sit and tell a lie on your dick So check it [Bushwick Bill] My boy Kevin was a brother known for fuckin a bitch Used to leave with my rubbers, and come back with a itch Even Kevin started lyin when the girls got low When we asked if he fucked, he ain't never said no He just laughed, and told us that the job was done So we took it for granted, and never questioned one Now they're sweatin me, I'm fuckin everyone he's had Or he claimed he had, and it's just too damn bad That many brothers must resort to tellin lies on Jim Over and over again, I've seen many of them Try to front like they be mackin, Bushwick's the mack And any bitch that you'll attract will attest to that Too short for short fuckin, just long and stiff And a pocket full of bullets for the niggas who riff You a faggot if you stick your dick head in shit But you a pussy if you sit and tell a lie on your dick So check it [Bushwick Bill] Ain't a girl that me and Ak and Willie D can't fuck Rap-A-Lot got it good, and we be fuckin shit up Too smooth to be forgotten, yo they must want more Whether bathroom kitchen table, sink or the floor So check it [ad libbed sounds of an argument about fucking hoes] [Bushwick Bill] But some lie, and that ain't even cool at all Before you lie on your Jimmy, give your cousin a call or somethin Take it from long dick Bushwick Bill Fuckin bitches every day with the 12 inch kill Like Monique, a typical run-around-ass freak Who used to act like she was it but kept her ass in the street Used to front on Bushwick Bill like she was oh so sweet But now my record's doin good and yo she's under my sheets So check it