Ma$E

Ma$E - Cheat On You lyrics

rate me

Yo, yo

Yo, if you gonna hit niggas' girl

Just expect niggas to hit your girl

And that's it

112 help me say

She already had a man

Why wouldn't she cheat on you

(Why wouldn't she cheat on you)

If she got with you when

She already had a man

Why wouldn't she cheat on you

(Why wouldn't she cheat on you)

Mase, come on

If I'm in the streets or I'm in my jeep

And I wit my peep, ex know not to speak

See it's all good, and it's all sweet

All women flirt, all women cheat

So I might spend a week down in Virginia Beach

Out or in the sheets blaze plenty freaks

Be the bad boy everybody wanna meet

Practice what I preach, never caught when I cheat

If I ain't work late, I say I was wit my peeps

And quick to tell a hoe, yo I ain't get the beep

And all these girls is quite the same

So it ain't your pencil, it's how you write your name

Ain't nobody hotter than the jam, don dada

Been around the world with girls at Ramada

Never been the one that chick, lotta scotta, protta

And yo when Cease got a girl he gotta

Though I love a ghetto girl that keep her doobie fly

39 in my Benz them niggas and super size

Girl talk slick but I see through the lies

You don't got TV, whatcha mean who am I

If you knew what I knew, you wouldn't be givin' her pearls

If you know that she cheap why you live with the girl

Half you cats couldn't live in my world

Cuz you couldn't picture another nigga hittin' your girl (what?)

Is it because my game is stronger, name last longer

On the brain like a whole eighth but can

Chicks stop, mesmerize rub up on they tetas

Like push up bras, who you dealin' with ma, he's jigga

You know the rawest, ice is flawless baby

Nice is lawless, recite for balla's

And I fools ya'll fake players every time

Cuz you only hit chicks that you think is mine

You know how I paid his due, but I'm unfatable

Mommy screamin' pappi can I skate wit you

They wanna ride wit me, stay fly wit me

Wanna help me get rid of my rivalries

Wanna be the ebony to my ivory

But I'm straight though, thanks ma, I only chase dough

We can lay for tonight but in the mornin'

I get Shirley Murdock, I hope your door slam lock, I'm gone

Yo, you can't think you gonna be cheatin and the girl ain't gonna cheat

Just like you cheat, they could cheat

And I just think, you a fool if you think girls don't cheat

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