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Ladies and gentlemen Jazze Pha, Field Mob Ciara, Superstar DJ's Here we go
They say he do a little this, he do a little that He always in trouble and I heard He's nuttin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks He's always in the club and they say
He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips
He's sellin' them drugs and I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else He ain't nuttin' but a thug
So what, so what So what, so what
Hey hey and they say I'm a slut, I'm a ho, I'm a freak I got a different girl every day of the week You're too smart, you'd be a dummy to believe That stuff that you heard that they say about me
They say that I'm this, they say that I'm that But all of it's fiction, none of it's fact But you don't be hearin' it about your lover You let it go in one ear and out the other
Now he say, she say, they say, I heard If they fake we can't let it get on our nerves She miserable, she just want you to be Like her, misery needs company
So don't listen to that vine of grapes They're nuttin' but liars hatin' I bet they wouldn't mind tradin' places With you by my side in my Mercedes
They say he do a little this, he do a little that He always in trouble and I heard He's nuttin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks He's always in the club and they say
He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips He's sellin' them drugs and I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else He ain't nuttin' but a thug
So what, so what So what, so what
Mo' money, mo' problems, life of a legend Haters throw salt like rice at a weddin' So what, that's your cousin, that don't mean nuthin' Her like missin' the type of affection
You get, you just blind to the facts See the lies is just obvious cries for attention Yield to the blindness to apply your suspicion But listen, say you love me, gotta trust me
Why you stress this high school mess? Break up never, they just jealous! Drama from your mother, mean mug from your brothers I'm that author of the book, they can judge by the cover
Yes, I been to jail And yes, I'm grindin' for real I'm a positive talkin' negative pimp They hate to see you doin' better than them, so!
They say he do a little this, he do a little that He always in trouble and I heard He's nuttin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks He's always in the club and they say
He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips He's sellin' them drugs and I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else He ain't nuttin' but a thug
So what, so what So what, so what
Ladies and Gentlemen, Ciara!
Some people don't like it 'Cause you hang out in the streets But you my boyfriend You've always been here for me
This love is serious No matter what people think I'm gon' be here for ya And I don't care what they say
Some people don't like it 'Cause you hang out in the streets But you my boyfriend You've always been here for me
I love the thug in ya No matter what people think I'm gon' be here for ya And I don't care what they say
He do a little this, he do a little that He always in trouble and I heard He's nuttin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks He's always in the club and they say
He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips He's sellin' them drugs and I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else He ain't nuttin' but a thug
So what, so what So what, so what
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