The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
I woke up this morning, dick rock hard
This time I had scratches on my back
Agh, lipstick on my draws
'Cause me and the b**h from down the street been creepin'
I beat that p**y like a heathin' and she keep my beeper beepin'
Don't repeat this
The whole while we was sneakin' I was cheatin'
Shhh, it's a secret
My lady wanna try to k** me to find out where I was sleepin'
I guess the f**, she can't find out
Come on hoe hurry up and put on your mutherf**in' clothes
Look b**h we got to dine out
She [incomprehensible] me locks, give me knots
Put on your draws and your socks
She make unannounced frequent stops
It wouldn't be nothin' pleasant if she catch us
Or find them dirty love letters
Or them pictures of you in s**y teddies
She knows it's heavy breathin' when we finish
Legs and sh** gonna be numb
And you gonna be so [incomprehensible]
Find your mutherf**in' earings and fix yo hair
Come on lets bounce up out this motherf**a before
(Michael, you in there)
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
I didn't want to get into it, get involved
I know you know thats that same broad from them late night phone calls
But I swear darlin', I done begged that b**h to stop callin'
Come on don't look at me like that, it ain't that way at all
Besides sh**, we ain't married, I ain't got nothin' to hide
If I'd f**ed, I could've told ya, she said,†Ya ain't gotta lieâ€
Just for your information I walked down the street on the side
When you and that b**h was gettin' outta dodge
I already found out you's a rapper so I should'nt be surprised
I guess I had to see it with my own two eyes
I said, ‽What the hell, F.B.I., she a spyâ€
Girl, pull that f**in' skin back and call me circumsized
She said,†Yea, you make me laugh but you make me cry
And I done put up with sh**, them trifflin' hoes and I'm tiredâ€
I said, ‽what you tryin' to say"
She said, "I would just let you slide but I got my pride
I love you Michael but this is goodbye, you all know whyâ€
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
And being that I'm happily unmarried with no attachments
A black bachelor with cabbage
b**hes be throwin' p**y at me
Baby, you nasty
But put your number in my bepper and I'll pick you up Saturday
She said, ‽Saturdays, bad, I'm off Sundayâ€
I said, ‽Sunday I gotta got to the studio, I'll hook up with you Mondayâ€
She said, ‽Damn, honey, Monday, I'm a have my son
And Tuesday I got an appointment at the salon to get my hair doneâ€
I said, ‽Shucks, it ain't no thing, baby, handle your biz
I ain't got no chil'ren but Mystikal love the kidsâ€
She said, ‽That's cool, I'm free Wednesday where you live
I'll get my girlfriend to drop me off over there†and that's what she did
But she pulled up with a fine a** friend
She said, ‽My girlfriend gotta go to the bathroom badâ€
I said, ‽Go on inâ€
But I'm go in there with ya, show you where
Made that old girl stay down stairs, while we went upstairs
Y'all know damn well, the b**h friend been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me
The b**h been sleepin' with me
The b**h been sleepin with me