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BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY lyrics : "So Sad"

[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
All these slimy grimy women, birthin children to make a livin
So sad, you're so sad, you're so sad, you're so sad

All these slimy grimy women, whirly women chasin millions
Sad, you're so sad, you're so sad, you're so sad


[Krayzie Bone]
I got a lot of negative problems; I call 'em baby's mommas
There be always drama cause they always callin

Draggin me in and out of the courtroom, man
How much is enough to support you, ma'am?
Got a ^!$$% in the jam I am, sittin in the cell with no bail

But I got cash, man I tell y'all
Women, playin the game birthin children to make a livin
She don't need a 9-to-5 cause she workin the system

(*##$es! Grimy, nasty, old wicked-ass (*##$es
Schemin and tryin to skeez on a real ^!$$%
Hold my baby ransom and tryin to get some advances

But before I give you half Miss, I go to jail and chance it (yeah)
You golddiggin hoes get nothin, nathan, nada
You're lucky if I even holla

It's so sad, it's so sad, it's so sad, it's so sad

[Chorus]


[Wish Bone]
Better watch it boy, sneaky (*##$es, grimy (*##$es

Down for takin, stickin all these (*##$es ^!$$% listen
Hoes'll get you $#&@ed up, some of 'em like to cut %#@!
Some of 'em think they smart, I'm knockin

(*##$es have you locked up, and it's $#&@ed up
%#@!, we gotta have that $$#, and it's no love
Mamis just be at that stash, tryin to get me

Pop one in and now she got my $$# for 18, she got my cash
Now the people in my buisness, gotta pay up (pay up)
Or it's on, I'm gone, while the !@#% lays up

But naw, naw dawg, I can't see myself bein broke
or trippin 'bout no broad, dawg (hell naw)
If in fact, if it's mine give it back

One-two-three-fo', baby daddy's past mistakes
Gotta pay for that share, I'm 'bout the garbage-ass kids
Let me catch another ^!$$%, leave that (*##$!


[Chorus]


[Layzie Bone]
See I was brought up on the side of the tracks
with the roaches and the rats

Brats, big grimy (*##$es approaches ^!$$%z with the gats
Out to rob ya, out to get ya, ^!$$% livin is a gamble
(*##$es settin ^!$$%z up, with their baby mama scandal

Women these days worse than fiends in the 80's
Tryin to collect all the welfare, havin about ten babies
Shady, shiesty women, they might like me

See a ^!$$% with money and they think they might try me (I doubt it)
Keep it movin baby, I'm the one that keep it player
No matter how you fix your hair or how you shake your derriere

I won't $#&@ it, trained not to love it
She won't cut into my budget with kids playin the puppets
It's a !@#$ shame, America the great

Give a ^!$$% a case because my pockets ain't straight
Look ^!$$%, if you can't take care of your kids
Cause these set-up grimy (*##$es tryin to use them to live, ^!$$%


[Chorus ? 2X]

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