Rap-a-Lot Records - p**y in the Click lyrics

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Rap-a-Lot Records - p**y in the Click lyrics

Here's somethin for you fraudulent-a** n***as (p**y in the click, p**y in the click I got a muthaf**in p**y in my click) (4x) Signin loyalty contracts You muthaf**as is b**h Takin a n***a kindness for weakness Wishin I knew some of y'all n***as was hoes A smile ain't nothin but a frown turned upside down Watch these n***as [ VERSE 1 ] Say n***a, you'se a hoe if I ever seen one Pay me my f**in dough when I see you then some Clear the way, f** was comin out of that fool's mouth? Here comes the realest n***a down south Have you ever had a n***a in your muthaf**in click Claimin that he real, but he's a muthaf**in b**h? Actin all hard, n***a can't squab Give that b**h your dope and watch his a** get robbed Gotta watch my back, cause these n***as are makin dirty moves Screamin that they down, when in fact they hatin on the crew Call me a fool, but I roll on them sons of b**hes And I don't give a f** about the consequences I'm jumpin fences, it's me, the police kinda fat Cause my muthaf**in homie downtown rat Homicidal ideas crossin my mind b**hes callin my parole officer lyin Can't seem to find a true pal You say you're down with me, but tryin to f** my gal Thought you was real, n***a, but you fake as sh** Yo girlish ways make you a p**y in the click (p**y in the click, p**y in the click I got a muthaf**in p**y in the click) [ VERSE 2 ] Remember when you brought hoes to my crib, and vice versa After the club gettin p**y on the dresser f**in in the same room, that's how it was If I had a quarter, it was yours Like a crackhead and his pipe, me and you was tight So f**in close we even dressed alike You used to say, "f** L.L. and Run-D.M.C They can't f** with my n***a Willie D" But then I started makin money And you started actin funny Tellin people I changed Speakin bad on my name But I'm the same muthaf**a that saved your life When them k**ers was tryin to get you at the club that night Comin off tour, kickin you down on the strenght Bought your kids Christmas gifts and paid your goddamn rent I can't believe all the sh** you said Puttin my business in the sewer Gossipin like a b**h, n***a, you a (p**y in the click, p**y in the click I got a muthaf**in p**y in the click) [ VERSE 3 ] Fraud n***as, stay out of my reach, capisc' And get your own sh** like Lil' Kim, you goddamn leech Don't make me preach, cause I can talk about this sh** for days Sheift-hearted ba*tards and they b**hy ways These n***as out for self, they can't be trusted In your face when you got paper, but where they at when you busted? Well adjusted to ridin solo, who needs a friend When every n***a and his mammy tryin to win on ya? I fight by myself, get drunk by myself Smoke weed by myself, cause I don't need no f**in help Watch your step, cause loyalty is taught to locate ]From the streets to the suites everybody so fake Snake in the gra**, I see your a**, and it's tremlbin black We ran a train on that hoe, and you keep doublin back Now we don't speak, but it ain't my fault you fell in love with that b**h Down to play, now you stuck with a p**y in the click

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