Kind of a love song, crappy copy ... recorded in a horse trailer.
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Story behind the song
The song was written because of a situation I was put in with a neighbor
Lyrics
Started out tagging, but then I got tagged
She’s the first hoe, that I knew I couldn’t bag
Staying up all night, she got in my head
To touch her again, I’m still willing to beg
Be damned if I’d slip, but I had no choice
In the back of my head I hear Jack D’s voice
“DOG YOU SLIPPED, THAT AINT GOOD”
“DEUCE, COME BACK, COME BACK TO DA HOOD”
Try to pull myself together, and get my shit strait
I was always big daddy, I was never second rate
I dropped so far down the CRU's rippin power tree
I’m even lower than that fucker DG
I can't afford to slip, I cannot fail the test
but with that hot ass body, she might just be the best
I wonder if she knows, her doin this to me
she's on her way to being, the pimpin kings queen
I Swore I wouldn’t slip
BUT THEN HE GOT TAGGED
I Never met a trick
THAT HE KNEW HE COULDN’T BAG
HE SWORE HE WOULDN’T SLIP
But then I got tagged
HE NEVER MET A TRICK
That I knew I couldn’t bag
All the rules have just crumbled; my boys think I’ve slipped
I say I only stumbled, but the truth is I’ve tripped
That voice in my head, it still sounds the same
“YOU KNOW THE RISKS DOG, THAT’S WHY YA PLAY THA GAME”
“THE TWO OF US A TEAM, ALL THE WORLD WE HAD”
“SO WHYD YA GO OUT AND GET YO SELF TAGGED”
The world is mine, I always said to myself
But that GOD damn girl, has my heart on a shelf
So I’m stripped of my tagger, I wish it wasn’t so
My mind’s so damn jumbled; don’t know which way to go
To be falling for her it is my biggest fear
The thoughts of losing her, bring out the tears
I don’t know, if it’s true, and that I slipped
But at this point, I know, for sure that I’ve tripped
Gotta get these thoughts together, my kingdoms fallin down
This girls got me cryin, and i'm rollin on the ground
I Swore I wouldn’t slip
BUT THEN HE GOT TAGGED
I Never met a trick
THAT HE KNEW HE COULDN’T BAG
HE SWORE HE WOULDN’T SLIP
But then I got tagged
HE NEVER MET A TRICK
That I knew I couldn’t bag
You’re gonna get hurt, that’s the way it goes
That’s what the rules are for when you tagging hoes
Rule number one, is never get attached
Rule two is simply watch your back
Third rule is to keep the bitch out of your head
Final rule says, awe, fuck it get her into the bed
I broke all the rules, every single one
From the back of my mind in a sacred tongue
It is Jack Ds voice booming loud and clear
“DOG YOU SLIPPED, YOU STRIPPED OF THA TAG”
“GOTTA GET YO ASS BACK, OUT ON THE STREET”
“ALL BECAUSE, YA GOT BAGGED AND BEAT”
As the voice stopped, and real life set in
I thought I was the king, then she tagged me again
She was the one that I couldn’t tag
She tagged me and I got bagged
I Swore I wouldn’t slip
But then I got tagged
I Never met a trick
That I knew I couldn’t bag
HE SWORE HE WOULDN’T SLIP
BUT THEN HE GOT TAGGED
HE NEVER MET A TRICK
THAT HE KNEW HE COULDN’T BAG
