Jewell - You Thought lyrics

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Jewell - You Thought lyrics

[Jewell] Baby Do You Smoke enough, smoke enough, smoke enough, smoke enough bud! [Intro: DJ E-Z Dick] That's right, that's right Do yo' thang baby, do yo' thang huh Ah ha ha, yeah... And it don't quit But b**h please get yo' hand off my grip Now that's right... and it don't stop right here on W-Ballz Nothin' but a come up - the real Mackadosious, the real McCoy That's right, DJ E-Z Dick This one is strictly for the pimps, players, true money makers Nothin' but a players ball right here on W-Ballz Pimp fun under the sun, that's right we doin' it live With Soopafly, Too $hort, and my main man Doggy Dogg [Soopafly] I had this b**h locked on to me like she was way too clever Man, Soopafly never ever ever Fell for the do-low, and you know I'm - Too swift on my toes and it gives a pose It's too much for me to be givin' to you Uh, all I'm givin' is some dick in you Now she agreed, I told the b**h to blaze the weed Now she blazed it but that ain't all she blew Hey, I got knocked off on the bar In my room, got knocked off in the car Gave it to me until I reached my peak Baby flipped, talkin' 'bout lovin' me in the week I said that's too damn quick and that's too damn fast You've been givin' up too much co*k and givin' up too much a** Nah nah nah, you ain't gettin' me like that... Soopafly ain't even called the b**h back Ever since she tripped, I went on one Stepped in the club, caught me a homerun Baby was bad and all, she said "give me a call" I wanted to break that b**h like a law Picked her up at the bus stop, she was soft and smooth Talkin' 'bout what could pop out and hit the groove Then she said somethin' about the cost Man, that same bus stop is where I dropped that b**h back the f** off You can't ride my bird, so I kicked that b**h to the curb You best to believe... You ain't got no trick up your sleeve that can get with your weave You thought you had my grip But Soopafly never ever slips You thought you had my cash Til' I turned around and whooped yo' a** (like a pimp, and that's for real) [Snoop Doggy Dogg] I came through in a zoot suit, pin stripe, lookin' too cute Tryin' to get my shoot on, so I'm a scoot on - Over to the next b**h, say her name is Texas She fly but she wasn't the s**iest She had a ho with her named 'Bama, short for Alabama A big bad mama-jamma, now look here I like big b**hes cause they large And big b**hes always take charge Wanna grab a skinny n***a like Snoop Dogg Cause you like it tall, go and work it baby doll Now a great big girl got a hell of a grip to grab a hold of Got a lot of cash for a little love All they wanna do is take you down to the mall Floss a little bit and get a t-shirt that say Ms. Snoop Dogg I don't see a god damn thang that's stoppin' you from buyin' me that god damn ring It'd look nice on my finger, I'mma buy you a zinger Cause you make me feel like a real hip-hop singer Your homegirl - bring her, cause I've been dyin' to meet her You know I won't cheat her, don't mistreat her She only get the dick, I'll never ever eat her But I'll drop her a** cause you know I don't need her... It was fun while it lasted You know what they say, big things come in small packages baby You thought you had my grip But Snoop Dogg never ever slips You thought you had my cash Until I turned around and whooped yo' a** Trick beyotch [Too $hort] I said beyotch, what are you smokin' A big fat dick comin' from East Oakland There must be some kind of misunderstandin' Hit the parking lot, b**h I'll be standin' by the Benz You think a n***a rich, b**h Gold diggin' tramps tryin' to get with this dick For all the wrong reasons n***as ain't trickin' durin' pimp season But you still jumped your fast a** in anyway If any other n***a picked you up it'd be payday I rolled to my house with the b**h (What'd you do $hort?) Introduced her mouth to my dick Glad to meet ya, make yourself comfortable You f**in' with a dogg b**h, you ain't fin' to come up ho So you might as well enjoy the ride And serve this n***a from the Eastside Not much for the game that I'm sellin' Ain't no tellin' like Jack told Helen I know s** sells but I'mma tell you though Can't spend on sh** that ain't valuable f**ed all night, woke up the next mornin' Told her I'm a pimp but the b**h kept on Wantin' me to do somethin' for the time she spent It's funny, cause now she can't find the rent money You thought you had my grip But Too $hort never ever slips You thought you had my cash Until I turned around and whooped yo' a** (trick beyotch) I got family members, homeboys Motherf**ers I look out way before you...

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