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    "Cheatin'" Lyrics

    Sticky Fingaz

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    This is to my niggas up in here with they fuckin' shorties and
    shit...your girls...your wifies and shit...this is to them niggas...

    (Chorus 1)
    Victoria don't know how to keep a secret
    like a nigga need pussy, a bitch need dick
    statistics show that out of every ten hoes
    whether married or in love done cheatin' befo'
    and if they did it once, they'll probably do it again
    turn your back, Jerry Springer style, screwin' your friend
    and that alone's enough to make any niggas furious
    nigga you wasn't hittin' it right, maybe she's just curious

    (Verse 1)
    You all serious, your girl all gigglin'
    'cause she know I'm right, somebody slid up in that clitoris
    (somebody slid up in that clitoris)
    (somebody slid up in that clitoris)
    how to know if your girl cheatin'
    does she go out every weekend?
    freakin', you and her hardly speakin'
    she hang with hoes, and you hate them chicks
    leave the club around Three, don't get home 'till Six
    probably met some nigga, she ain't goin' home
    claim the battery died on her mobile phone
    you found a number, she swear she don't know who's it is
    she know more niggas than you in the music biz
    you try to talk to her, but she's in her own World
    on the phone with some nigga, actin' like it's her home girl
    you don't think your girl got bones in her closet?
    bring it up she starts an arguement and change the topic.

    (Chorus 2)
    aiyo, turn it up, and take a look at your bitch
    if she smilin' somebody stuck a dick in your bitch
    now think about when you're not around, who she be wit'?
    and think about the bullshit you got away wit'

    (Verse 2)
    You better pay attention now, or you gon' cry later
    middle of the night, a nigga blowin' up her skypager
    you can't hear it though, she got it on vibrator
    she be creepin' 'cause you think she gon' violate her
    when you havin' sex is she already sore?
    did the pussy feel like it was tighter before?
    is she gettin' gifts she couldn't only afford?
    been together for a Month and she already bored?
    if your girl is cheatin' with her legs open wide
    you never know, she could be playin' from both sides
    she could be playin' with another chick G.
    'cause nowadays all bitches ain't strictly dickly.

    (Chorus 2) - 2X

    (Talking to girl)
    let me ask you somethin'...
    you love me?
    yeah I love you
    huh...yeah right...

    (Chorus 3: repeat 2X)
    It was just sex, probably ain't mean nothin' to her
    it was just sex, it was just a fuck to her
    no emotion, no love, no feelings inside
    it was only one time, it was only one night
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Dana Stinson, Kirk jones.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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