Bitch Up Off Me

Yo I got to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she want to get rich up off me Yo I had to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me Yo I got to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she want to get rich up off me Yo I had to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me [Verse One] I know this chick named Maria Who like to get freaky when she smoke a little cheebah Drink and (?) Make a pesimest a believer You start the game, and I'm a come in as the reliever I'm a do it how we did it on "Humboat" and "Ceeva" Leave it to beaver we leave to Tyrone Weaver Scorch you like Scarlett Fever, with her hot ass Gave me a look like I was on a hot block, and a cop passed Threw his style at me smiled at me On a Friday night outside of Packie's Now I'm drinking and thinking the gig's up She told me she likes to get 'izzed up And all that talk I was doing could I live up And that I had to put change up If I want to blow the frame up Now we hittin' L's thinking 'bout mixing cells Sex cells, but we ain't paying for it We got a saying for it, we never paying for it [Hook with Black Coffey in Backround] Tricked by God for me...Cuz' I ain't got time Can't get rid of me...Cuz' I got to gets mine Yo I got to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she want to get rich up off me Yo I had to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me [Verse Two] Yo I got to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she want to get rich up off me Birds out for cheedar, flock together And they want to live flossy Everytime we argue it costs me My baby know that she loves me How could something so beautiful come out of something so ugly If it a shock unplug me Like the energy generated when she come and hug me Look at the rut that you in I'll never ever touch you again Thats blown like the gust of the wind And now I got a wife of my own And you should get a life of your own I should have never slept with a birdie like you Now you got my little girl being dirty like you You too consumed with what I've earned And what I've learned For my daughter you ain't too concerned And when she gets older You going be the first one to feel the cold shoulder For the wrong shit you showed her I'm a good brother you push away when you should love her Now how that make you a good mother [Hook with Black Coffey in Backround] Tricked by God for me...Cuz' I ain't got time Can't get rid of me...Cuz' I got to gets mine Yo I got to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she want to get rich up off me Yo I had to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me [Verse Three] Yo, messing round' with you could mean giving up the fam' I with my girl you stay with you man But my feelings keep fighting, the thought's too inviting Of how we going do it just makes it more exciting Both playing the game on some out of bounds shit It couldn't happen round' the way saw some out of town shit It's a sticky situation like the green not the brown shit I stay up in it while you niggas just around it Her man's the type to see a nigga buy a beer And I'll be wondering do he got any idea Is his eyes clear, he got trees and want to blow something Giving me that look like he knows something Now we in it and commited ain't no time to be fearful Fuck trying to be careful [Hook with Black Coffey in Backround] Yo I got to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she want to get rich up off me Yo I had to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me Yo I got to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she want to get rich up off me Yo I had to get this bitch up off me Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me Tricked by God for me I ain't tricking no chief You got me I said you got me messed up So messed, so messed up Back off me Tricked by God for me You can't get rid of me Tricked by God for me Yeah, and it's like that