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snoop dogg - i don't need no b**** lyrics

my mama told me never ever trust one, bust one and break ’em
be about your paper n-gga take it
everyday’s a hustle, got these haters at my neck
suckers tryna get a check
the boss dogg does it, hoes wanna call it what it wasn’t
tryna kiss a n-gga all in public, b-tch, is you crazy?
i preach pimping not p-ssy, sh-t i heard it all before
i ain’t no mother f-ckin’ rookie

i’m a long beach, grown twenty playa ’bout his gs
i ain’t tripping off these walls
you know these rats is after cheese
messing with my focus, the locust on his grind
they be focus on his d-ck and keep your focus off my time
stay in the lane that i made for you to chill
until then it’s been real, i gotta handle business
and you i know we’re in it, see tripping gets you nowhere
’cause b-tch i’m on that

i don’t need no b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch all on me
trippin’ and calling my phone, always lying
i don’t need no b-tch, b-tch constantly checking on me
b-tch don’t even try it
i’m out here grinding, that’s why
i don’t need no b-tch, b-tch, b-tch

we used to rock to the rhythm that didn’t stop
now you telling me i need to be getting out and go find me a b-tch
’cause it’s over and through
but why do i need a b-tch when i got you
i don’t mean it like it sounds, but we used to be a team
yo, we used to have a dream yo, we used to put our things together
now it’s dividing, hiding, bottled up negative feelings inside
these b-tches, they come a dime a dozen
f-ck one that one sucked my d-ck and find another (b-tches)
i don’t need ’em, don’t buy ’em nothing to drink, i don’t feed them (b-tches)
never mind them, i stay in front, i used to chase behind them
no, i don’t wine and dine them

h-ll no, i don’t need one
and all that talking and fussing b-tch you can miss me
i put these size twelves down on a ten speed
before i let a b-tch get the best of me
(i don’t need no b-tch b-tch b-tch)
the recipe for danger, phone checking, recipe for anger
i’m from a gang but i don’t wanna bang ya
and i can tell how you tell all your friends about my benz and my ears, b-tch?
really i’m a perfect stranger, which turned you to the perfect stalker

body like miss parker, maybe a little darker
but i’m a have to p-ss on that -ss you was too much in the first place
never understood when it was work day
and then she all up on your boy in the worst way
you need to detox, b-tch see dr. dre
’cause crazy ain’t gonna get it, and tripping get you nowhere
’cause b-tch i’m on that, b-tch i’m on that

you need to quit talking crazy
i don’t need no b-tch
you need to quit talking crazy

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