The Answer to Baby (Mary II) - Geto Boys

What it is most us women we just good at what we do But what y'all needa remember is Don't do what we do You do what we tell you to do, C'mon Every now and then you get mad. You treat me bad and it makes me sad. Always in the Street Chasin' A$$. That's why a Bch be naggin'. (Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp) When you get here I'll be gone. I always known I shoulda left yo a$$ alone. That's why a Bch be... (Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp) When you get here I'll be gone. I always known I shoulda left yo a$$ alone. That's why a Bch be... Yeah!!! This is for them Niggas who be swearin' they aint catchin' no feelings. Girls don't get ya self caught up in the mess. Cuz half of them poppin' the rest of them flex. Y'all better pay attention. Flaw gone put yall up on a lil' pimpin'. Listen... When they flip the script. You charge it to the hip & you take it to they whip, Yeah! Imma tell you what I can't stand, Is when I end up with a half a$$ man. Gotta be like momma hold his hand. Treat you like sht, Cuz that's all you understand. All you care about is hoes & and them clothes & them shows. Comin' home 3 and 4 every night. Ain't got nan nother time, Talkin' to me outta line, When ya boys run you always wanna shine, Yeah! Every now and then you get mad. You treat me bad and it makes me sad. Always in the Street Chasin' A$$. That's why a Bch be naggin'. (Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp) When you get here I'll be gone. I always known I shoulda left yo a$$ alone. That's why a Bch be... (Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp) When you get here I'll be gone. I always known I shoulda left yo a$$ alone. That's why a Bch be... Yeah!!! Get money, grip, keep ya jewels & ya chick on the side. In Ya club, w/ ya dubs, and ya chromed out ride. In yo E, off ya go sht If you wanna go jit, go get, go skit, mutherf'n go for it. You don't think I understand, I ain't give up everything fo you to be playin'. Oh you think you slick when you tell me she only ya friend. Damn right imma trip. Nia where you been. Hold Up What you talkin' bout throwin' them blows. I got dem B's and dem blows, What you want em all 4. Cuz you use to them fake a$$ hoes. Use to them broke a$$ lows, go down hoes. I'll be goin' in on ya ends w/ 10's. On ya dub. So show ya girl love. I'm all in ya ear. Cuz you smoking on that herb, and you bout to hit the curb, And you getting on my nerves, Shut Up!!! Every now and then you get mad. You treat me bad and it makes me sad. Always in the Street Chasin' A$$. That's why a Bch be naggin'. (Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp) When you get here I'll be gone. I always known I shoulda left yo a$$ alone. That's why a Bch be... (Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp) When you get here I'll be gone. I always known I shoulda left yo a$$ alone. That's why a Bch be... Yeah!!! Look now you know it's all about your loot and Don't be gettin' mad at me and actin' stupid. I ain't the one to be on the phone. Ima hit tha streets, I ain't stayin' home alone nia, I'm Gone Yeah, I'm wit another friend. And he got dividens. And he drive a BIG BLACK BENZ. You ain't lookin' & stickin' & suckin' up on nothing. "We ain't all that" Huh, Stop Frontin'. Now it's a damn shame you'z a mini-mi TRICK. Ain't never had no love for no Bch. Nias cuz they hoes to me. I'm only wit you because I chose to be. But now I'm on my way up out tha door. Do I wanna think about it? Hell No You Shoulda thought about it before. I gotta leave you alone. And Ima take everything in the home, But the dog and the bone. Biatch!!! Every now and then you get mad. You treat me bad and it makes me sad. Always in the Street Chasin' A$$. That's why a Bch be naggin'. (Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp) When you get here I'll be gone. I always known I shoulda left yo a$$ alone. That's why a Bch be... (Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp, Whomp) When you get here I'll be gone. I always known I shoulda left yo a$$ alone. That's why a Bch be... Yeah... Yeah, yeah Nag that BIATCH C'mon...

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