Mario Winans

Mario Winans - Pretty Girl Bullsh*t lyrics

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[Intro: Mario Winans] (Foxy) {Puffy} 

Oh baby, I can't live with you I can't live without you {yeah} 

Live with you I can't live without you, babe {I like this} 

Oh babe, oh I can't live with you I can't live without you babe 

(Bad Boy baby!) {Bad Boy} (Uh, oh) {yeah, yeah! Let's go} 



[Foxy Brown] {Puffy} 

I hear duke boning Keisha, Tonya and Tiff (uh huh) {yeah} 

Move ya bloodclot 'fore I cock the fifth! {uh huh} 

Had a bitch in my '03 six 

Had a hoe rockin' my red gold Cartier on her wrist, now 

Think about it while the streets you roam 

Fuck around, won't be shiiit in the crib when you get home 

I roll with Sean Combs (uh huh), I'm in Caprice {that's right} 

Jet ski, watching duke through the global phone {let's go} 

Bad Boy come through in the toy {Bad Boy baby} 

And I'm boning his boy, while he in the hood slinging up oi 

Ooh {ohh}, y'all don't want a girl in Yves Saint Laurent 

You'd rather fuck a hoe in a bullshit Gabann' (now) {yeah} 

And what the fuck he on?! 

Stop your bloodclot crying 'fore these plates start flying {heh heh} 

I'm a Bad girl, illest bitch grinding {Bad Girl} 

Sean John Rolls hold chocolate diamonds, owww! {let's go, Mario} 



[Mario Winans] 

What am I to do, when you act a fool 

Do I put on your shoes and act a fool like you 

Now baby that ain't cool, you ain't got a clue 

What you had in me, too fine to see 

And I don't really wanna be baby 



[1 - Mario Winans] 

What's the reason you want me 

Girl the truth is you need me 

First you say that you trust me 

then you go and betray me 

Now I took all I can 

And I know I'm a good man 

God I wash my hands, make another plan 

Cos I don't really wanna stay baby 



[Chorus: Mario Winans] 

So if you wanna go, walk right out that door 

Cos I don't want no more, of your pretty girl bull-ish 

If you wanna leave, it's okay with me 

Matter of fact I'm begging please 

Take your pretty girl bull 



[Mario Winans] 

Now this is number two, them chance I gave to you 

You said it was the end, but here we go again 

I thought I was a friend, not just another man 

While holding hands, you don't understand 

and I don't really get you baby 



[1] 



[Chorus] w/ ad libs 



[Foxy Brown] {Puffy} 

{Aiyyo, aiyyo Fox} 

Now the tables dun turned and duke fell off {yeah} 

But I'm stylin' you seen Fox cover the Source {you see it} 

Y'all see the G5, y'all see me come through {yeah} 

verr' nice crib and a nurr' blue five {uh huh} 

Y'all see the G4 {you see it, yeah} 

Duke come out the hood, let me take you on a Tito borough tour {c'mon} 

Y'all don't want a bitch in Juicy Couture {no you don't} 

You'd rather fuck a hoe in a Reebok velour {haha} 

But I'm a bad girl, whips to crashing {yeah, Bad Girl} 

Y'all know how Fox do it with the Sean John fashion {that's right} 

So tell me why you continue to lie {why} 

I seen the bitch in the seven fourty five L.I. now {uh huh} 

Just tell me why I continue to try {uh huh} 

Full of bullshit, he acting like a star can't cry {c'mon man} 

He acting like I'm blind {what} 

And how he doing this bullshit 

acting like I ain't get the nigga fly {let's go} 



[Chorus] - repeat w/ ad libs to fade 
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