[ INTRO ] Yeah, you know, it's like, ehm - I rap I got two platinum albums I do a lotta concerts all over the place I seen the groupies They do whatever you say When you want it, how you want it, and where you want it But I ain't trippin Cause these are the '90s So when a freak say to me she loves me I just say somethin like this [ VERSE 1 ] I say baby, why you wanna do all that? Sleep with a brother just because I rap You keep lookin in my eyes, and you just won't stop All damn night you been on my jock But I'm no fool Cause you're sprung on my house and my swimming pool Call me a dog, I got several freaks When I do my shows I can't get no sleep Cause you keep knockin at my hotel door I was there to sleep, and can't get no more Sleep, so why you wanna wake me up? When I told you once I don't wanna fuck So get on, girl, won't you mind your own I'm tryin to sleep, so just leave me alone Next time I see you, I do my duty But tonight, I got another hoochie [ CHORUS: D'Wayne Wiggins ] Hoochie, tryin to be bourgie But you're nothin but a groupie Riding on my snoopy [ VERSE 2 ] I'm Short Dog, I wanna take you backstage And you can read it like it's on the front page You wanna do somebody right For those who ain't famous - not tonight You do the NBA and the NFL Rappers and singers as well Keyboard players and the drummer It's like track and field with just runners So let me get on the phone and call all my friends Ain't a damn thing changed but the paint on our Benz Get somethin that you can't get from good girls Care less about a weave or a jherri curl Cause I know something you don't know Ain't nothin like these groupie hoes And since Tony Toni Ton?made the track Get lost, fool, and tell your girl I'm back Sing it [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ] Get off my lap, cause you're gettin kinda heavy Lookin at the bed, askin am I ready Ready for what, sex? Well, after that, baby, what's next? We get a house in the suburbs, two-car garage And every night I get a good massage? Save that drama for later And take this number to my skypager Keep in touch, but don't call too much When I come back around, you know what's up It's time to get busy once again Bring a few partners, cause I got friends It's goin down like always Young groupies in the hallways I got the money, the fame, and all the things you like So I see you next time when I rock the mic You [ CHORUS ]
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