Foxy Brown - It`s Hard Being Wifee 
[Intro] 
Ughh, ladies, y`know how that sayin` goes 
Be careful what you ask for in life 
Cuz you just might get it 
Dependin` on what you ask for, what you get?
You might not be able to get out of 
You heard? Ughh 
[Foxy] 
Niggas might take advantage if you let `em
Play your cards right, and if you fuck `em in the same night 
Make sure that he don`t snitch 
Must be up to sumpin`or be lyin` on his dick 
Shit, you know how niggas flick from gettin` pussy to head 
`Til you spent yo` brant and blew his dick 
Especially if he trick, shit 
Don`t complain bitch, do yo` thang and cop that ring 
When he hit you with that game, you be like
"A`ight, dude, whatever" and sleep on it 
Put like a week on it, get the Benz Jeep and creep on it 
Do you like yeah, faggot, screw you 
Fuck am I to do now? Just lay back like I`m that lame bitch 
Dude, I`m that same bitch, don`t you know?Never cross no hoe 
Especially if she was Wifee and she know where the snatch go 
Fuck you wildin` fo`?Who you stylin` fo`? 
And the truth is he fuckin` with the deuce kid 
He don`t know that I stick and move 
Get him right for that Chyna White 
Nothing to lose, and I see right through him 
Yeah, we fuckin` tonight 
And the Duke ain`t what he talkin` then I`m truckin` tonight 
And if he sweet with the big ones, I`m lucky tonight 
And if he packin` like he yappin`, I`m doin` him right 
1 - [Noreaga] 
Yo, when your man ain`t fuckin` you right 
And the dope that he singing
In the hood ain`t that Chyna White 
We say fuck `em, fuck `em 
Cuz he just ain`t right 
We say fuck `em, fuck `em 
Cuz he just ain`t tight 
Yo, when your man ain`t fuckin` you right 
And the dope that he singing
In the hood ain`t that Chyna White 
We say fuck `em, fuck `em 
Cuz he just ain`t right 
We say fuck `em, fuck `em 
Cuz he just ain`t tight 
[Foxy] 
Ughh, mostly, they`ll play you closely
Especially if you fuckin` `em, and he think you trustin` him 
Damn bitch, you lovin` `em, impressed like that 
Bomb head, e`ry night, is the sex like that?
Yeah, you ain`t know, I would stress like that 
Over due, not his ones, he don`t handle like that 
Shoulda known not to fuck wit no light weight cats 
Rollin` doves in his stacks, I ain`t fuckin` wit that 
I`m like `Dude, where the fuck is yo` big heads at?` 
And you know how I get down, I don`t pumps like that 
Plus he act funny, and he only fuck with track money 
And I`m, seven zero platinum-plat money, it`s not a game, nigga 
And like Sparkle, Be Careful What You Say, nigga 
The kind of cat that make wonder if he was sent to do this 
Put it down for you, first chick he ever cried fo` 
Never had a chick that raps like this 
Ain`t impressed for no C cuz we straight like this
And he makes it very clear baby mothers don`t exist 
They just some Fox haters and condom breakers, ya heard? 
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[Foxy] 
Ughh, the situation is 
Y`all chicks be fuckin` with that mistress shit 
Bad broke, if not for the dough, I splits with the quickness
Pleads no fifths, leaves no traces, ya heard? 
What the fuck is this?Payback shit?
Is it God striking me for some way back shit? 
I`m like, damn, was the bitch really foul like this? 
And my loc`ing just to think I should slash my wrist 
Am I seven for me thinkin` I should total my six 
Or just straight spazz out, fuck his man and split 
Take the code to the safe and just empty his bricks 
On the low, but I know that he love when I flip
Ya`ll bet the note, had him throw the smash game 
Shit, I got the ring bitch and his last name 
Any bitch could do a nigga whole bit 
Any bitch could luck up and have a kid 
Any chick could fuck a nigga for spite 
But the nigga got to love you if he make you his wife 
Ughh, ya`ll chicks is lonely, I`m ownin` that dick 
And on top of all this bullshit, I`m still his chick 
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