Pretty Girl Bullsh*T lyrics

Oh baby, I can't live with you, I can't live without you, yeah
Live with you, I can't live without you, babe, I like this
Oh babe, oh, I can't live with you, I can't live without you, babe
Bad boy, baby, bad boy, yeah, yeah, let's go
I hear duke boning Keisha, Tonya and Tiff, yeah
Move ya blood clot 'fore I c*ck the fifth!
Had a b*tch in my '03 six, had a hoe rockin'
My red gold Cartier on her wrist, now
Think about it while the streets you roam
f*ck around, won't be sh*t in the crib when you get home
I roll with Sean Combs, I'm in Caprice, that's right
Jet ski, watching duke through the global phone, let's go
Bad boy come through in the toy, bad boy, baby
And I'm boning his boy, while he in the hood slinging up oi
Y'all don't want a girl in Yves Saint Laurent
You'd rather f*ck a hoe in a bullsh*t Gabban', now, yeah
And what the f*ck he on? Stop your blood clot crying
'Fore these plates start flying, I'm a bad girl
Illest b*tch grinding, bad girl, Sean John Rolls
Hold chocolate diamonds, let's go, Mario
What am I to do, when you act a fool?
Do I put on your shoes and act a fool like you?
Now baby, that ain't cool, you ain't got a clue
What you had in me, too fine to see
And I don't really wanna be, baby
What's the reason you want me?
Girl, the truth is you need me
First you say that you trust me
Then you go and betray me
Now I took all I can
And I know I'm a good man
God, I wash my hands, make another plan
'Cos I don't really wanna stay, baby
So if you wanna go, walk right out that door
'Cos I don't want no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's okay with me
Matter of fact, I'm begging please
Take your pretty girl, bull
Now this is number two, them chance I gave to you
You said, "It was the end" but here we go again
I thought I was a friend, not just another man
While holding hands, you don't understand
And I don't really get you, baby
What's the reason you want me
Girl, the truth is you need me
First you say that you trust me
Then you go and betray me
Now I took all I can
And I know I'm a good man
God, I wash my hands, make another plan
'Cos I don't really wanna stay, baby
So if you wanna go, walk right out that door
'Cos I don't want no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's okay with me
Matter of fact I'm begging please
Take your pretty girl, bull
Aiyyo, aiyyo, Fox
Now the tables dun turned and duke fell off, yeah
But I'm stylin' you seen Fox cover the source, you see it
Y'all see the G5, y'all see me come through, yeah, verr' nice crib
And a nurr' blue five, y'all see the G4, you see it, yeah
Duke come out the hood, let me take you on a Tito borough tour
Come on, y'all don't want a b*tch in Juicy Couture, no, you don't
You'd rather f*ck a hoe in a Reebok velor
But I'm a bad girl, whips to crashing, yeah, bad girl
Y'all know how Fox do it with the Sean John fashion, that's right
So tell me why you continue to lie? Why?
I seen the b*tch in the seven forty five L.I. now
Just tell me why I continue to try, full of bullsh*t
He acting like a star can't cry, come on man
He acting like I'm blind, what? And how he doing this bullsh*t
He acting like I ain't get the n*gga fly, let's go
So if you wanna go, walk right out that door
'Cos I don't want no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's okay with me, oh yeah
Matter of fact I'm begging please
Take your pretty girl, bull
So if you wanna go, walk right out that door
'Cos I don't want no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's okay with me
Matter of fact I'm begging please
Take your pretty girl, bull
So if you wanna go, walk right out that door
'Cos I don't want no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's okay with me