[Ice Cube Talking] Damn
what you doing over here? Whassup? Yeah I was thinking about you the other day And I was thinking I should have never ed wit your ass I should have left you right where I founnd you My bed [echo] [Verse 1] When I was with you all you ever do was bitch Talk shit
but you could suck dick So I didn t sweat all the fussin and cussin On New Year s Eve
the night I was bussin (wow) I would stress and strain to mantain And didn t need to hear your mother ing ass complain About niggaz in the house (mm)
feet on the couch Talkin all loud (yeah)
blunt in my mouth (yeah) Bitch I got fifty cents on this genesis Talkin bout niggaz got to vacate the premises (She s dead) Homie histor An outa nowhere your ass got hard Poured out the pub
then you got drugged We at it again
I tried to count to ten There s no end to your naggin You can t treat me like I m faggin
hoe You see I m saggin (no) Why I gotta act like a mother ing (why) To be king of my mother ing castle You ll never be the missus (never) Breakin all my dishes And all my X-bitches [Chorus 1] you
you and you The world ain t yours
the world ain t yours [repeat] [Verse 2] On an off
off an on
bitch I m grown So stop playing on my phone (stop) It was a time we used to bump and grind And find heaven (ahh) Without a mother ing reverend Managoua twages and bomb-ass massages And dreams of three-car garages You say I m cheating when I m up at the studio Come to find out you the hoe
oh And you was way out Talkin bout rap
was gonna play ya And I was wasting my time writing rhyme (hahaha) You made yourself loud and clear You wanted me to choose between you and my career (bitch) Started ing with this baller named Chris Couldn t resist the Rolex on his wrist I kept on writing my raps with profanity Now I m on tour ing bitches like Fanady You tried to diss this
now you missed this And the first and fifteenth is like Christmas Send me tures but give it a rest With Mrs Ice Cube tatood on your breast Now you at the back door of my show Dressed like a hoe
axin could you blow (no)
Hell no but it s still delicious Went from rags to riches And all my X-bitches [Chorus 2] you
you
especially you The world ain t yours
the world ain t yours [repeat] Now I hear you sayin "Yeah I used to em" Not lettin em know I was a young buck then Niggaz axin me "Man
did you love her?" Loved her stupid ass enough to her with a rubber (bitch) Now I hear
I m your big brother (who?) Second cousin
friend Bitch since when? Incest ain t the way I swing (nah) Never bought your ass a goddamn thing That I had to pay for I was hateful Ungrateful (uh) and never faithful in everything that I could get my paws on Walkin through hell with gasoline draws on Now I m on the mic
music is my life Kids and a wife
heard you was a dite (damn) It s your thing if you like the switches But it s my world and all my X-bitches [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [Ice Cube talking] Never go down the same road twice Advice from the big homie Ice Cube Hmm
girl you better get away from here I don t want that shit no more Na,na ahem
and don t be callin at my mama house neither I m through wit you.
I m through wit you I done got smarter.
I done got smarter I ain t in wit your daughter |
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