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2009-07-21

Another Story To Tell

Yo, since I've been in this game, yo A lot of funny shit that happened with these hoes, man And this shit I'm 'bout to tell you Mase Is a true story, Puff know the bitch, uh, yo You know I don't wanna come across foul I'm only telling you about my lifestyle I had a girl named Kate I date in Georgia State Girl named Samantha I met in Clark, Atlanta I even knew these girls named Laura and Yvette Switched up giving me head in Georgia Tech Now flip the script, mess with girls that strip Give 'em tips just so I can feel I'm they his They like, Mase I like your eyes and I love your lips I'm like, that ain't enough to make you sit in the six She said Mase, lot of things I wanna teach you 'bout If I tell you my past, it'll freak you out Save your dough, you know I wanna treat you out f**k s*cking your d**k, I wanna eat you out I'm like whoa now, slow down You remind of these young chickens I knew from uptown Got a butt like this girl that worked in Motown So if we ain't gonna f**k then where we go now I don't move too fast, you move too slow You wasn't saying this just a moment ago You was sitting at the bar just spending my dough You owe me something bitch, you gon' blow me or something She said this thing you need to know before we f**k I ain't like all these other sluts And if I told you I was a virgin you wouldn't believe me I know getting pus*y for you is easy You hit every bitch from Antee to a Tuskegee Plus you know I know your girlfriend Kiki And for a moment honey tried to freak me But being the man I am I'm still in pimp mode Could tell she was Harlem 'cause I seen her zip code And then she started showing me pictures of Flip Mode So I'm with my man and you know we gon' discuss her All I could hear is him saying, don't trust her You know her lil' cousin f**k with Usher Plus her best friend got a baby from Busta So I layed back and peeped the ho' It's her word against his, I can't believe the ho' Yo, I only knew this girl from a weekend ago And I figure she a freak, Cease would know So I called up my nigga, I'm like Cease what up, what up Is she a freak, nigga? Cease been f**ked, but Cease admitted Yo, that he ain't even hit it, now y'all I really don't get it And she tried to play mike like he's some nigga in a Civic And s*cked Puff d**k for some Budweiser tickets Yo, you believe this bitch, yo? She s*cked his d**k for some Budweiser tick That bitch gonna give me my shit B, word up I'm not even f**king playing I bet you she give me my watch back though, I bet that And all my f**king ice better be in it, too Matter of fact, I want my f**king couch out that shit B Word up, tell your sis get my f**king couch B, I ain't f**king playing

Double Up

Jun 1999

Double Up
  1. Intro
  2. Stay Out Of My Way
  3. Get Ready
  4. Make Me Cry
  5. Awards Show (Interlude)
  6. Same Niggas
  7. No Matter What
  8. If You Want To Party
  9. Jail Visit (Interlude)
  10. F#!* Me, F#!* You
  11. Do It Again
  12. Another Story To Tell
  13. Blood Is Thicker
  14. You Ain't Smart
  15. All I Ever Wanted
  16. Mad Rapper (Interlude)
  17. From Scratch
  18. Gettin' It