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Call It What You Want Lyrics

(Talking)
Here's a story
About a b****
About a b**** I once f***** wit
Now I want ya'll to listen real close
s***'s a trip
Peep game
Used to have a b**** that was true to life to me
d*** near a wife to me
The b**** was just right for me
Stood by my side
Used to help me wit my hustle
Down to pack straps and a cap if we had a tustle
I used to trust her wit my riches
I be in the kitchen cookin chickens
While she be washin dishes
150,000 in the attic
Pager blowin up all night, my b**** never gave a n**** static
I used to make her mad enough to kill
Lipstick on the front of my draws, man my b**** was real
'cause she never stole nothin
Gaffled by the FED's 3 4 times and never told nothin
But wait
My b**** is gettin distant on me
No more back rubs and kisses
What's happenin wit my little misses
Too sleepy for the s** play
Now what's really going on the same s*** the next day
d*** I know she wouldn't f*** around
Still I taps all my phones and records every f***** sound
Conversations wit her homegirl but nothin major
I duplicates the cap code to her pager
Now i receives every beat
'cause I'll be d***ed if my b**** goin be playin me cheap

(Chorus)
Call it what you want but I gotta know
If my b**** f**** around then my b**** gots to go (Repeat 2x)
Week and a half flies by and now I
Can't trust my b**** doin s***
Track her through the mall, the cleaners, and the nail shop
The grocery store, and the health food spot
Dub you trippin I say to myself
'Is she all that?
I'm on my b**** a** like I'm lo jack'
Just hold that
I don't really like when she be callin her best friend
Pull up on the lot in a black Benz
I could smell it homie
It's goin down
These b****** bout to flirt wit some n***** and clown
Followed they a** to the Mo-Mo
Oh no
d*** this s***'s for real
Now just imagine how a n**** feal
'cause I been livin wit a hoe
And worse than that a m****f**** didn't know
She got's to go
I hit the chronic 'cause
I'm on a mission
I'm havin visions
Of two dead b****** missin Christmas
I can't take it no more
I c**** my strap ?takes flight?
And kick the f***** hinges off the door
I skimmed the room with the infared
And finds my b**** and her best friend naked in the water bed
(Chorus)

Now I'm confused
I puts my heat down
Mouth open like a m****f**** takes a seat now (?we's now?)
How long you been f***** her?
I ain't know yo a** was on c***
Got me thinkin bout ? ?
She said I trust her like you trust me
If you trust we
Then us three could be livin in harmony
I get's to thinkin bout the p**** and the riches
f*** it I guess I got two down b******

(Chorus)

(Talking)
Ha yeah
Tell ya about these little stank a** scrags
Ain't s***
I got two of em now
f*** em
One for this braid right here
One for this braid right here
Gotta lick this middle one
f*** ya'll
WC CJ Mac
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