Why U Bullsh*ttin’ (Part II) lyrics

by

Chingy


[Suga Free talking]
Yeah the man get G's for his beats man
Y'all ain't heard? Ha! (garbled speech) dude
Ain't nothing happened to me, man
I been right under you all the time, watchin you
Five long motherf*ckin years!
And you know what I see?
I still, see the, same ol' bullsh*t
And what motherf*ckin thanks do I get?
I think I done died bout 8 times and came back to life
From y'all punk motherf*ckers
Yeah, take this with you, Suga Free the Pimp
Ain't no leavin n*gga...

[Verse 1]
Now either you gon be a stand-up ho or a fall-down b*tch
I seen the the mountaintop befo, n*gga you can't tell me sh*t
b*tch you been talkin to God behind my back?
You let me get pretty low yesterday and I don't like that
You better back up off me
b*tch such a disaster with with that square sh*t
Red Cross wouldn't give her coffee. Mama mia!
Swear to God man, pimp game so deep
In Mexico they say a pimp showed up on a tortilla
I learnt her; she was talkin sh*t in the shower
When I was in there takin a p*ss, I flushed the toilet and burnt her
I said "b*tch when you do that?" she said "I think when-"
I said "You thought?" she said "Yeah"
I said "b*tch well just don't think then" (sh*t)
Now I must be the truth, yah, cuz I know I'm the way
Now I can see the light? (Do you see the light?)
Can you see the light? Sometime...
[Hook]
Now, where my money, why you bullsh*ttin?
I need my paper why you bullsh*ttin?
I get down, when you lyin, when you bullsh*ttin
I need my paper, you bullsh*ttin

[Verse 2]
Ho I happen to like who the f*ck I am, this ain't no mistake
I didn't come in this motherf*cker
Lookin for no goddamn change for you to make
b*tch I don't wanna do nothin 'less them muthaf*ckin joke
Not a Cadillac with 6 or 7 scenin hoes sayin "Daddy's Cadillac"
And this past new cd foresight-seeing b*tch
You with a macaroni ho, you better watch that sh*t
Don't start this, ho if I'm tellin you I'm the truth, the way, and the light
Then why in the f*ck do you wanna ???? darkness
See she wants the phone
And I thought you had sense enough to realize
This sh*t yourself, but I see that you don't
Somebody help me, somebody, anybody, everybody, I get down
An anti-ho, with your fake words and your slow money
Imposter of a real ho took it from the dildo and think it's funny
So now, now you loud
Meet me in ???? what happened to that dude you had?
I kick you out in the name of the Father
And the Son, and the Holy Ghost, b*tch
Chapter 8, Verse 6: b*tch gave God ups to me and over you
And contrary to rumor....(struggling, slapping, wimpering)
Now get up and act like you wanna do somethin then b*tch
[Hook]
Now get my money why you bullsh*ttin
Baby why you bullsh*ttin?
I get down, motherf*cker, why you bullsh*ttin
Laneway don't be bullsh*ttin
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