MorceauParoles de la musique "Wasn't Your Fault" par Snoop Dogg
[Voice talking] (*echo*) Yeah .. niggas wanna take care of these hoes Niggas wanna control these hoes You can't control these bitches These is independent bitches these years You can't understand the 2000 in here? Motherfuckers wanna put they mack down Wanna put they soder down Let a bitch do what she wanna do If she chose to ride wit a G Then let her ride wit a G The bitch don't wanna sit back and be a housewife all the time Let the ho be what she wanna be A real slut, and let the ho get on and make her money You understand? I got a homey sittin' by me Understand this nigga don't understand because he's a young nigga You know what I'm sayin'? I'm been in the game since '85 And I know a ho don't do nothin', wanna play a nigga like 9 to 5, alright [Snoop Dogg]
YIKES, Shabba dabble do (*light barking noise*) I can dig it baby, you know
Because these hoes, they can't be controlled
You gotta find 'em, spot 'em, send 'em, get em, got 'em, you know
YIKES, Shabba dabble do (*light barking noise*) I can dig it baby, you know
Because these hoes, they can't be controlled
You gotta find 'em, spot 'em, send 'em, get em, got 'em, you know
[Hook - Male voice] (Snoop Dogg) It wasn't (uh uh) your fault (it wasn't your fault) You was only tryin' to be nice (tryin' be nice) Only tryin to be nice, ohh (can't be nice to these hoes) You know you can't control these hoes (no, no, no) You know you can't control these hoes (can't control these hoes) You know you can't control these hoes [Verse 1 - Snoop Dogg]
What she do, she jumped out of her sleep and left the pad at a quarter to two
That's on you, you shoulda put your foot in her ass, like a pimp's supposed to do
But instead of goin' 'upside da head'
You bought her a 5 karat wit your bread
And then she went and gave her homeboy Ted some head
I ain't tellin' on her, I'm just sayin'
What you do?
When your bitch out of bounds and you don't know what to do
What we do?
We check 'em from the gate, to keep a bitch straight
It's on you, see you can take her out and buy her all types of things (Come on)
You's a fool, cause when she leave you, for what he do
You'll see fool
What she do, she jumped out of her sleep and left the pad at a quarter to two
That's on you, you shoulda put your foot in her ass, like a pimp's supposed to do
But instead of goin' 'upside da head'
You bought her a 5 karat wit your bread
And then she went and gave her homeboy Ted some head
I ain't tellin' on her, I'm just sayin'
What you do?
When your bitch out of bounds and you don't know what to do
What we do?
We check 'em from the gate, to keep a bitch straight
It's on you, see you can take her out and buy her all types of things (Come on)
You's a fool, cause when she leave you, for what he do
You'll see fool
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg]
Me and you, that's what you thought 'til your ass got caught
Shame on you, and now I understand why my momma used to tell me that
Ain't that true, you can't make a queen out a motherfuckin' hoodrat
Game on you, cause now you back at your momma house
And you sleepin' on tha copeasack
What's she do, I gave her the keys to my '74 Cadillac
Say it ain't true, she let a nigga drive it, ask tha homie Battlecat
Whatchu do? put my foot in her ass and mashed the gas (Bitch)
You know me, and ever since that day my nigga, I've been P I M P
Me and you, that's what you thought 'til your ass got caught
Shame on you, and now I understand why my momma used to tell me that
Ain't that true, you can't make a queen out a motherfuckin' hoodrat
Game on you, cause now you back at your momma house
And you sleepin' on tha copeasack
What's she do, I gave her the keys to my '74 Cadillac
Say it ain't true, she let a nigga drive it, ask tha homie Battlecat
Whatchu do? put my foot in her ass and mashed the gas (Bitch)
You know me, and ever since that day my nigga, I've been P I M P
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Snoop Dogg]
That's your boo, but she know every nigga in the Roc-A-Fella Crew
That's on you, baby blow too much, I mean she know too much
That's my boo, it's all about who she did and where she been
I love you, you shouldn't a told her that, you should a smacked her flat
Shame on you (shame on you), you're so in love you finna get a tattoo
That ain't cool (that ain't cool), love is blind and no friend of mine
If I was you, I'd have packed her bags and bust anotha bitch that's bad
Game got rules, if you lose a ho, you gotta gain a ho
That's your boo, but she know every nigga in the Roc-A-Fella Crew
That's on you, baby blow too much, I mean she know too much
That's my boo, it's all about who she did and where she been
I love you, you shouldn't a told her that, you should a smacked her flat
Shame on you (shame on you), you're so in love you finna get a tattoo
That ain't cool (that ain't cool), love is blind and no friend of mine
If I was you, I'd have packed her bags and bust anotha bitch that's bad
Game got rules, if you lose a ho, you gotta gain a ho
[Hook]