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2pac - wonder why they call you "bitch" lyrics

[chorus]
you wonder why they call you “b+tch”
you wonder why they call you “b+tch” (i betcha)
you wonder why they call you “b+tch”
you wonder why they call you “b+tch” (i betcha, b+tch)
you wonder why they call you “b+tch”
you wonder why they call you “b+tch” (i betcha)
you wonder why they call you “b+tch”
you wonder why they call you “b+tch”

[verse 1]
look here, miss thang, hate da salt your game
but chu’s a money+hungry woman, and you need a change
in the locker room, all the homies do is laugh
high fives ’cause another n+gga played cho’ ass
it was said you were sleezy, even easy
sleeping around for what cha need, see
it’s your thing, and you can shake it how ya wanna
give it up free or make your money on thе corner
but don’t be bad, play the gamе, get mad and change
then you wonder why these motherf+ckers call you names
still looking for a way out, and that’s okay
i can see you wanna stray, there’s a way out
keep your mind on your money, enroll in school
and as the years pass by, you can show them fools
but chu ain’t tryna hear me ’cause you’re stuck
you’re heading for the bathroom, ’bout to get tossed up
still looking for a rich man, you dug a ditch
got cho’ legs up, tryna get rich
i love ya like a sister, but cha need a switch
and that’s why they called you “b+tch”—i betcha
[verse 2]
you leave your kids wit’ cha mama
‘cause your heading for the club
in a skin+tight miniskirt, looking for some love
got them legs wide open while you’re sitting at the bar
talking to some n+gga ’bout his car
i guess he said he had a lexus, what’s next?
you heading to his car for some s+x?
i pass by, can’t hold back tears inside
’cause lord knows, for years, i tried
and all the other people on my block hate cho’ guts
then you wonder why they stare and call you “sl+t”
it’s like your mind don’t understand
you don’t have to k!ll your dreams, plotting schemes on a man
keep ya head up, legs closed, eyes open
either a n+gga wear a rubber or he die smoking
i’m hearing rumors, so you need a switch
and n+ggas wouldn’t call you “b+tch”—i betcha

[verse 3]
i guess times getting hard, even harder for you
’cause, hey now, got a baby on the way now
more money from the county, and thanks to the welfare
you’re about to get your hair done
got a dinner date, can’t be late
trick+or+treat, sweet thang got another trick da meet
the way he did it, it was smooth
plotting while he gaming you, so, baby, peep the rules
i should’ve seen it in the first case, the worst case
i should’ve never called ya back in the first place
i remember back in high school, baby, you was fast
straight s+x when you moved your ass
but now, things change, ’cause you don’t look the same
let the ghetto get the best of you, baby, that’s a shame
caught hiv, and now you ’bout to be deceased
and finally be at peace
so, where your n+ggas at now? ‘cause everybody left
they stepped, and left ya on your own
see, i loved ya like a sister, but cha died too quick
and that’s why we called you “b+tch”—i betcha
[outro]
dear ms. delores tucker, keep stressing me
f+cking with a motherf+cking mind
i figured cha wanted a know
you know, why we call them hoes “b+tches”
and maybe this might help you understand
it ain’t personal, strictly business, baby, strictly business
so, if ya wonder why we call you “b+tch”
you wonder why we call you “b+tch”
if you wonder why we call you “b+tch”
you wonder why we call you “b+tch”

- 2pac lyrics

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