Cha Cha - Here We Go Again lyrics

What? What? Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh *Samples MC Lytes "Shut The Eff Up (Hoe)"* I ain't the broad you want to curse out Rip what's in the purse out Oh yeah, you ain't heard how The baby got nerve now She think I like homie, putting her ice-grill on me Nice build on him, and I might feel naughty But I feel for him, when it's said too fake Now he throwing me light meals when he can't even pay my light bills for me I ain't enticed lil' homie, got ice bills... show me Coz this nice deal holds me to this acting field nosy I ain't the broad you want to beef wit' Better use what you sleep wit' That language that you speak wit' Will make you lose your teeth quick Crushed velvet and sequins You broads are just the cheapest Same chick Kim said you'd find down at FreakNic Hush puppy muse, oh enough I'm amused Same chickens in sessions around Jagged & Absolute Studio groupies is what I call that Say it, cause that's how y'all act Same chickens on the bra-strap Actin' like we go all back, yo *Samples MC Lytes "Shut The Eff Up (Hoe)"* Say what? You broads don't get it do you Uh-huh, uh-huh I put it down like this y'all don't know what it is Is it cause big girls be tough beneath the see-cups Pull up to your club, ten deep, three trucks Rovers for the winner, with the seats heating up Oh the tint too dark, what's wrong can't see enough Cause hell when I show up, didn't expect me to blow up Advance like Boa, now I want you to throw up Cause I'm the type of broad that set a goal, reach a goal Say three, cause it's reasonable Then go Gold, just regional, so... *Samples MC Lytes "Shut The Eff Up (Hoe)"* y'all really should just stop hatin' We're gonna do it like this Oh, this where you broads gonna piss me What you got against me? Mr. Man stand wit' me, get back you all quizzy Call me charged as if I'm guilty, in a minute, I'ma simply Snap my finger like a sissy, tell 'em all where to kiss me In the club, same thing (now ain't that a coincidence) Now I'm the one you spill your drink on (Clumsy with Chrissy Chrissy) These broads are fake, I know, but they gon' face Cha though I'm in a lace condod, ballin' down the Lake Tahoe Fellas with broads is trife now, but it costs my lifestyle Sitting steady for a while, just to figure your wives out Put an end to these fits, makin' it with a long kiss Make her jam meet these fists, she f'ed with the wrong chick Astonished, you want this, I promise I won't miss And I get Miss Who She Wit', ice grillin' accomplice She modeling from the Explorer, think my man ex-who*e Had run-ins with her before, but this time here's what I told her You know what? *Samples MC Lytes "Shut The Eff Up (Hoe)"* I tell her like that uh-huh yeah Tuskadero baby, what you thought You know? See how you gonna hate the laced broad Cause I'm in the club with you and we got the same thing on But I'm 'bout it Be a broad about it, don't be afraid to compliment me Cause right is right, haters I love y'all though, I love y'all That makes us who we are Thanking you for making me