2Pac Follow

f/ Big Syke, Jazze Pha, Outlawz

[2Pac] I don't know why I be fuckin witchu

Was it the liquor, that makes me act blind, times that I'm with her

Anonymous pictures of other niggaz tryin to kiss her

Will I love her or shall I diss her?

I'm sick of this scandalous shit I deal wit

Tryin to paint a perfect picture

My memories of jealousy no longer carefree

Cause so much bullshit your girlfriends keep tellin me

I'm on tour, but now my bedroom's an open door

So it got me thinkin, what am I tryin for?

When I was young I was so very dumb, eager to please

a lil', trick on a mission tryin to get in my P's

Me and my niggaz is thug niggaz, former known drug dealers

We don't love bitches and believe, they don't love niggaz

I gotta blame my attraction

But you became a distraction, a threat to my paper stackin

I thought you changed but now I know

Can't turn a hoe into a housewife, baby, and there you go

[Chorus: Jazze Pha]

Baby there you go, actin like a hoe

There you there you go, actin like a hoe

Baby there you go, actin like a hoe

Actin like a hoe, actin like a hoe

HOE! See the word on the streets you're a

HOE! Just a groupie on a world tour

HOE! Now I found out for myself you're a

HOE! Girl you need to check yourself

These silly bitches got this game twisted

So I don't claim 'em, just bang 'em

Papa raised a player, so player, I play 'em

I got hoes that got more, hoes than me

So how I look, gettin hooked, like I ain't got G?

Truly cutie booty big, but that ain't enough

And the head make me beg, still that just ain't enough

when I don't trust her, the bitch be lyin too much

When she be dyin to fuck me you be buyin her stuff, hoe

See girlfriend I know, your whole M.O.'s preoccupied with mostly

gettin clown after clown, town coast to coast - see

I been tryin to stay away from sluts like you

Got me turned off completely by that sheisty shit that you do

Knew from jump yo' aim, straight through them spandex, don't front

Just name, spots on yo' body for me to touch while you clutch this game

I keep flowin like H20 it ain't nuthin for me to say

Why you keep actin like a hoe? But there you go

[Chorus]

Uhh, when I first met her I told her I was busy all the time

Now she, callin me flippin like she miss me all the time

How she, don't even trip she got a man at home

You need to stop chasin dick bitch and raise your son

I'm like - damn, we can creep sometime

And you know I'm on the road for like weeks at a time

Girl you're thirsty; and stop callin while I'm workin you hurtin me

All this bullshit is irkin me girl, but there you go

I blame it on yo' momma, she need to holla at you

But should I blame it on yo' daddy for all the things that you do

Cause there you go, just like a hoe, caught in the streets

Like givin yo' number out to every nigga you meet

I'm tired of the games you playin, so stop playin (hoe)

You hear what I'm sayin, you only good for parlayin

I'm layin down the rules, this a game that you lose

So the streets can have you baby cause I stay on the move

(There you goooo)

[Chorus] w/ ad libs

[Outro: 2Pac]

There you go baby girl, THAT'S the story

There you MOTHERFUCKIN go

I coulda SWORE you told me you was gon' change

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

You was gon' stay home and try to chill

What happened baby?

Ohh, so yo' FRIEND wanted to go out

That wasn't you that went out

You was just goin out cause yo' friend was

Okay, so you was pissy drunk up in that nigga car

cause yo' FRIEND wanted to get drunk huh?

It's all good, cause there you go baby

Oh I ain't trippin on them niggaz callin the house

It's all good, cause there you go

Me I'ma still be a player, all day baby

So uhh, there you go

[Chorus] - fades out