Wife in Law lyrics

by

Jaheim


[Intro: Jaheim]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Heh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Heh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hmm, c'mon)
Jaheim, Busta-Bus (Heh)
Ja-Jaheim, Busta, baby (Heh)
Jaheim, Busta, babe (Ohh, what?)

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes, Jaheim & Both]
Yeah, wife in law (Heh), my b*tch for the triflin' whore
Type of b*tch to make a n*gga get the right (Heh) thing for
b*tch sexy, and beautiful, and gangsta, and golden
Love to f*ck a n*gga 'til the pus*y dry and swollen (Yeah)
My lil' b*tch had a figure (Heh) like a wine glass
Slim b*tch stackin' like a muh'f*cker (Heh) with a fine ass
Word to mother; b*tch nasty like me (Oh, babe)
Love to f*ck a n*gga in places where people could see (Oh, no)
The b*tch tongue send a chill like cold (Heh), freezin' a n*gga
The way she holdin', bitin' and suckin' and squeezin' (Heh) a n*gga
Down and dirty b*tch never di*k teasin' a n*gga (Oh no)
Got her own paper and focused on pleasin' a n*gga (Mama, c'mon)
She ain't out for gettin' a n*gga (Heh) or f*ckin' my life
She only wanna f*ck a n*gga while he f*ckin' (Heh) his wife (Right)
There was nuthin' that she couldn't achieve
In the mornings the b*tch was across the street waitin' for wifey to leave
Called me on the cell while the (Heh) wife was runnin' a bath
She can't wait for me to f*ck her, 'til I c*m (Heh) in her ass
Just a long-time chick I used to f*ck from the past
She love to out-f*ck a n*gga, see how long I could last
It be nice the way she always (Heh) let me dig in her rib
The b*tch f*ck a n*gga like she wanna move in my (Heh) crib
b*tch I always knew ya ass was a star
In the daytime, whippin' the droptop, givin' me head in my car
[Chorus: Jaheim]
When a woman needs love (Heh), just like you do (Heh)
Oh, don't kid yourself, into thinkin' that she don't
'Cause she will fool around (Heh), just like you do (Heh)
Ohh, so don't kid yourself, into thinkin' that she won't

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes, Jaheim & Both]
C'mere b*tch, place ya pus*y right (Heh) where it belong
And put me in the mood to f*ck just like a Jodeci song (Heh, in the mood to just dance)
I love the little freaky sh*t you be approachin' me on (Oooh, yeah)
di*k all in ya mouth, you know what type of sh*t I be on
The way the pus*y lock feel like (Heh) we about to be stuck
All outside busy, givin' me the balcony (Heh) f*ck
Hold on, get up off of me quick
b*tch grabbed the X.O. and sucked the Hennessey up off of my di*k
So quick, so fast (Heh), b*tch'll come out her skirt (Oooooh)
f*ck a n*gga 'til it hurt, while the wifey (Heh) at work (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
The b*tch'll even call her girl so I can f*ck with her friend
And fall asleep to wake up and start f*ckin' again (Ohh-ohh)
Straight nasty little b*tch (Heh) no horsin' around
The b*tch even want me to f*ck her when she walkin' (Heh) around
Hold up, it's kinda ill how we be workin' this caper
She ain't only good for pus*y, she be givin' me paper
Wife-in-law, my b*tch be always (Heh) keepin' it raw
Always slidin' out before the wifey walk in the (Heh) door
They way she f*ck me on straight for the night
Wifey still ain't make it home, I wonder if she workin' late for tonight
Wifey actin' funny style but I ain't (Heh) f*ckin' with that
She ain't call the crib so I wonder where wifey (Heh) was at
Hmm...
sh*t kinda had me buggin' before
But now I laugh because the wifey had a husband-in-law
[Chorus: Jaheim]
When a woman needs love (Heh), just like you do (Heh)
Oh, don't kid yourself, into thinkin' that she don't
'Cause she will fool around (Heh), just like you do (Heh)
Ohh, so don't kid yourself, into thinkin' that she won't
When a woman needs love (Heh), just like you do (Heh)
Oh, don't kid yourself, into thinkin' that she don't
'Cause she will fool around (Heh), just like you do (Heh)
Ohh, so don't kid yourself, into thinkin' that she won't

[Outro: Jaheim]
Heh
Heh

[Ass On Your Shoulders Skit]

[*Loud mall noises in the background*]

[Man]
Hey, uhh, how you doin'? Can I buy you a drink? Maybe, take you out to dinner? Establish a nice, comfortable relationship?

[Woman]
Well, what should we do?

[Man]
Tssk
[Woman]
Pssh, get the f*ck up outta here, I wish you'd get the f*ck up outta here, you motherf*ckin' cornball!

[Man]
Yeah, well f*ck you!
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