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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,086
Peak in subgenre #598
Author
Prophit
Rights
Prophit - 2005
Uploaded
January 10, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 2:32
Story behind the song
The ladies, y'know...
Lyrics
[Intro - Prophit(talking)]
*singing a corny love-thing*
PSYCH!
HAHA!
Aw, you thought this was a love-song, didn't ya'?!
Well, it is... Yeah, I dedicate this song right here...
To all the bitches that love me!
HAHA!
[Verse 1 - Prophit]
I got a girl from uptown, she sorta' feelin'-me/
She like my style, but she can't really see the real-in-me/
She don't like the music I make, and it's killin'-me/
'Cause I'm a part of rap, call it "Rythm And Prophicy"/
Heck, call it what you want, there ain't no stoppin'-me/
Even though I'm hot on the mic, there's not much hot-in-me/
I'm a 5 foot 9 cracker with an Arabic twist/
I can't figure out why bitches love me like this/
Now D's a sweet girl, with a bit of a dark side/
Sarah's the girl to get a thrill out of amusement-park rides/
Maria cheatin' on me, think I'm only faithful to her/
I wouldn't settle down with a girl if she owned half the world/
From Leah to Zabrina, hell, I've been hurt/
That's why I get that idea that serious stuff don't work/
Don't call me player, just 'cause I know a lil' game/
Bitches want me to take 'em to fame, so they shoutin' out my name/
(Mmm, Prophit) YEAH!
[Chorus - Prophit(rap-singing)]
You 'not my boo, I don't love you/
I do like you, girl I do/
Don't act coo', 'cause you's a foo'/
Thinkin' I love you, you 'not my boo/
You 'not my boo, I don't love you/
I do like you, girl I do/
Don't act coo', 'cause you's a foo'/
Thinkin' I love you, you 'not my boo/
[Verse 2 - Prophit]
I don't share love with others, I need it for myself/
I need to make it to the top, then I can love my wealth/
Don't even give me that look, girl, I don't need help/
Get off my back, I swear to God, you 'not good fo' my health/
I dated fancy bitches even as a whelp, it's crazy/
I don't love a particular, but I do love the ladies/
One tried to have my baby, pokin' holes in the condoms/
I'm not your champ, bitch, I'm not that cat from Yonkers/
I know a cat you might wanna' meet, his style is bonkers/
I call him Mr. 8, you might call him Johnson/
Bitches askin' "write me a lovesong, sweety"/
I'm not anybody's boyfriend, but with pussy, I'm greedy/
[Chorus - Prophit(rap-singing) - with adlibs]
You 'not my boo, I don't love you/
I do like you, girl I do/
Don't act coo', 'cause you's a foo'/
Thinkin' I love you, you 'not my boo/
You 'not my boo, I don't love you/
I do like you, girl I do/
Don't act coo', 'cause you's a foo'/
Thinkin' I love you, you 'not my boo/
[Outro - Prophit(talking)]
'The fuck happened to the rest of the beat, man?
I'm out!
