Dj Quik - Why you bullsh**tin lyrics

Our Father, who art in Heaven Quik gave me a beat, now Pomona's on the set, now... Chorus: Get your money, why you bullsh**tin'?! Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?! Mama tries but there ain't no love like homie love, baby I'm G'd up and I'm crazy And there's a mellow ghetto breeze on my a** Cause I'm, saggin', don't wanna die so I'm taggin' Now when I see my baby cryin' I can't explain how it hits me I'm tryin' papers while she fill it in Ya see in order for me to win, I gotta lose sometimes, baby I know I'm wrong but I'ma make it Now I... Verse 1 Never hit hit a woman, naha But I slapped the sh** out of a b**h, why you bullsh**tin'?! If you think with a little head, you gets a little ahead, little Trick But I ain't goin' against the grain, not me, not even a little Bit Bet she didn't tell you she used to be my ho, huh? Yeah n***a, she sold that p**y for me, in Pomona You better take some of this night time, sticky icky, headcold 'before she could realise I'm tryin' to get rich with Quik Why you bullsh**tin medicine n***a Suga Free is lovely and pretty as I can be Perms simpler than Charlotte Spred, waves deep as Redonda Beach Tellin' you to Chorus: Get your money, why you bullsh**tin'?! Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?! I get down, why you bullsh**tin'?! Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?! Verse 2 Now what's the problem n***a? Whu-what? Yo' lady won't s** your dick? Cause for the very low low price of $100 you can use my b**h And if you act now, man, I'll throw in a ho that'll buff your Nob She used to work down there at the Sperm Bank See, she got fired for drinkin' on the job But you ain't knowin, givin' baby yo' money, be k**in' me! Lettin' that b**h disrespect you in front of yo' friends be k**in me! Always givin' that b**h some dick, k**in' me Goin' through one ear, comin' out the other Talkin bout you feelin' me? Partner tell me where the love at Cause I'ma tell you where you're wrong at I'll bend but I won't break, not me, no matter She's broker then the 10 commandments Plus I just walked the whole world in Stacy Adams sh**! And at that you broke, been broke, gon' be broke Wanna see me broke, but please ho, really doe Cause I'll tell a lie, She tell a lie Sit there with a straight face and compliment each other on one another's lies Now I can tell you 30 times how to pimp you a ho And I can tell you 30 mo' and you still won't know You wanna overuse the p**y Me, I'm tryin' to hit the news with the p**y In a survey it's estimated that 9 out of 10 men don't check their Spouse But Suga Free'll tell your pretty a** to get the f**k out! Chorus: And get my money, why you bullsh**tin'?! Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?! I get down, why you bullsh**tin'?! Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?! b**h come get yo' damn kid, you see them tearin' up my sh**? She's starin' dead at they a**, you won't tell 'em to quit I'll whoop their a**, f** waitin till baby turn her back Lil ol' man come sock me, trust me He try to run, he gettin' cracked I want you but I really don't need you, b**h Cause all you do is eat, burp and f** and talk that sh** And tell yo' kids I ain't they motherf**in' daddy What-what? Yo' medi-cal expired Cause they look like they been eatin' cabbage And it don't cost a dime I won't knock a pork chop off yo' plate If you don't knock one of mine This is pimpin partna Cause a hoes gonna be a ho for real Quit jockin' her cause you're a snack, she lookin' for a meal And I ain't tryin' to be your friend b**h Buddy buddy, thats my partner, that n***a cool, and all that sh** Sayin: I won't be afraid, I won't go astray I'll pay like I weigh, I'll stay in my place Please let me stay, I'll ho to my grave So how you wanna handle this? Baby we'll dismantle this And we blows you out like a candle trick Hahahahahahaa And we blows you out like a candle trick Chorus: Man, get your money, why you bullsh**tin'?! Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?! Believe me, I get down, why you bullsh**tin'?! That's right, baby, why you bullsh**tin'?! Don't f** around, why you bullsh**tin'?! Yo, Kingpin, why you bullsh**tin'?! Pomona Town, why you bullsh**tin'?! Uhh! That's where I'm from, why you bullsh**tin'?! Get your money, why you bullsh**tin'?! Table for two, baby, why you bullsh**tin'?! Uuh, trick, it ain't hard, why you bullsh**tin'?! And you know what? Credit card, why you bullsh**tin'?! Got my money baby, why you bullsh**tin'?! Ahh, god damn, why you bullsh**tin'?! Suga Free, I get down, why you bullsh**tin'?! Suga Free, Black Tone, don't be bullsh**tin'! Kingpin for life! Ahhhh, I get down for life, oh!