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[Mr. Doctor]Biatch, I see you standin in the window, fiendinOne o`clock at night a nigga high and baby fiendinYou made it a muthafuckin daily routineTo blow me up, but I ain`t callin less I wanna get my dick (ah)Oh yeah I got the present, ? for the kicks y`allGet a carter coat to go with that and I might stay fo awhileNiggero gotcha fiendin for the flavor of dickGotcha cravin it, even gotcha tastinThe shit was simple when I fucked you on the first dateDamn you must of known I`d go up in ya cus you had on that laceThat night, hooker, I ain`t forgot the thick brown assBut I`ll just hit it when I want, yeah I like the way ya fuck(Then why you never call?)Cus I be stuck in traffic, or handlin business,Why you give me static bout itYa know you aint the only one so what ya trippin hoYoure fiendin for the deuce-nine dickAnd fuckin my homie from the four ya know[Chorus]Ya treatin me so badAnd I wanna know whyWhy did ya do me this way, babyI wanna know whyWhy, why did ya treat me so badWhoooooa, I wanna know whyWhy did ya treat me, treat meTreat me, baaaaaadWhy did ya treat me so bad[Brotha Lynch]Well I`m so high off this chronic shitI bumped my head on a helicopterAnd I ain`t knowin what to tell my doctorA couple of hits`ll have yout fiendin 24 street dickThe night-stalker from the fo`Lose a hoe, bruise a hoDo ya hoe cus if ya do I`ll put you upWe`ll make some g`s up out of a momo hoAll the free dope you wanna smokeAnd if I come up short, I`ll let you meet my mini mac 1-0Cus in the gardens where the chronic growsWe stay high, way high, bitch what you thinkI keep my skrilla up in the bank so ain`t no gankSo fuck me or feed me or you don`t need meFind your BG, kickin it with my YG`sAnd we just gettin high of this chronic shitBumpin heads on the helicopterAnd we not knowin what to tell our doctorA couple of hits`ll have ya fiendin 24 street dickAnd break em off proper[Mr. Doctor]Now tell me how many joints can ya smoke to this niggaAnd how many biatches will suck my dickTake a hit, take a hit, then you pass the shitGet to coughin eyes water, why you fuckin with the chronicCus we dip front to back, and my locos rideBumpin season of the sicc, switchin side to sideNow let me slide to some gangsta shitBout a biatch that we was switchin fo the fuck of itAnd never had to claim that trickBlaze some weed, gettin paid from the suckaAnd when a nigga leave, pass a homie on his way to fuck her yeeahHad the bitch down for the calls in factHad the muthafucka straightup macked[Brotha Lynch]And thats right bitch, you know meRunnin that shit like so much pimpSome nigga got mad and went to the pad for the macBut didn`t know, I packed a forty-foHo, remember when you touched me on my dick and saidOh! Yo shit`s a rock, but you didn`t knowYou touched the barrel of a forty-foFo in the mornin, ho you was at my doorAnd I`m knowin these raggety hos, so bitchYou know I know you was at my locc`s houseFuck the bullshit, hoCus we know, we got ya fiendin24 and 29 street dick[Chorus]

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