The Pharcyde

The Pharcyde - Groupie Therapy lyrics

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I was standing  one of the cast of many
 I would give anything to swing hand in hand
 with her But it was just a blur
 I couldn't blame her  why give up fortune and the fame
 for a nigga who can barely afford his name
 So the dame kept aim at the stars
 I'm often thinking about her
 when I'm waitin on calls across the border
 Made sure my rhymes in order cause
 that moment could be near and it was
 Now my attorney is tellin' me to sign here
 So I appear and perform international
 The time came she stepped to me I thought rational
 But she knew I wanted it
 she walked around and flaunted it like a peacock
 I knocked the Reebok Now she jock
 Blowin up the Pactel and the doorbell
 Had to check myself as well love boat won't sail
 Cause I'm not captain let them know from the start
 I let you break me off but I won't let you
 break my heart

 (Slim Kid3)
 So I'm surrounded by bitchery now this is
 the most incredible shit in Slim Kid history
 So watch if you will the moment some good
 shit pops and they be foggin up ya grill
 Overly thrilled to get you in ya ass like massingil
 Still burnin shit now and I'm still learnin how not to fuck
 With ya baby or make ya my old lady
 You just overcasting ya ass is shady tryin to block
 the sunlight with all of that hype and now I'm discontinue'n
 All of this pipe that I've been layin as long as you keep
 swayin to anotha crew's tempo I gotta let you go and that's
 simple so get it through ya two temples because I'm
 tryin' to live fatter than a blimp ho
 and you're exempt and I won't symp on a write off
 So step out my world and turn the light off

 (Fat Lip)
 She was my high school sweetheart down from start
 When all I had was high hopes my health and my art
 But when I got fame she became unsure
 If I could still feel the same when I came off tour
 I said "for sure" cuz what God gave us, girl, I'm grateful
 No need to be insecure baby your nigga's faithful
 So now I'm off doin' dates in a gang of states
 And as my status elevates I see the baddest eights
 At the backstage gate lookin' great straight
 waitin for a nigga so now I figure
 "Hey I only live once I'm goin' all out today"
 Made a call out to L.A. to say what had to say...
 Now I get back the very next week only to learn
 the tables turned like a technique twelve hundred
 Last thing in the world that I wanted was my girl goin' out every
 night gettin blunted
 And zooted with a clique of well known
 reputed groupie hos from all the hip hop shows
 Backstage with her little backpack tryin to get chose
 By anotha nigga with talent wealth and fame
 Oh I suppose I guess I got myself to blame for turnin
 her out into a hip hop freak Now I seek counseling
 from a therapist twice a week

 (Imani)
 So let me speak about the freak So let me speak about the
 freak
 Instantly she made another selection
 because he was in the lime plus had
 the money connection "correction"
 "way more paid" is why she laid and played
 A charade in the game of deception
 This Miss-mysterious mistress is just an actress
 of the mattress cuz she's a wanna be mack-tress
 Well built-but equipped with the tackiest of tactics
 And I hate it why this is dedicated to all of them
 type of women who still be swimming Lost and confused
 in the lake of illusion with no values is why they're
 constantly losin
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Author: Diamond D, Emandu Wilcox, Romye Robinson, Tre Hardson

Composer: ?

Publisher: Delicious Vinyl, LLC

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

Appearing on: Labcabincalifornia (1995)

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