Lyrics My Homeboy's Girlfriend - 8Ball
My
nigga,
C,
he
from
Texas,
I'm
from
Tennesee
We
do
our
thang,
with
them
thangs,
makin'
currency
He
got
the
hook
up
with
Columbians
and
Mexicans
He
wraps
'em
up
and
ships
'em
out,
and
I
supply
the
ends
Excellent
profit
got
us
livin'
elegant
Laundrymat
style
washes
away
the
evidence
Get
on
the
plane
every
weekend
and
visit
I
would
visit
his
town,
and
he
would
visit
Memphis
Takin'
the
nigga
clubbin',
Embassy
suites,
and
freaks
Up
all
night,
sippin'
Tussin,
smokin'
Sweets
One
weekend,
I'm
in
his
town,
his
crib
You
really
must
trust
a
nigga
to
show
him
where
you
live
Fly
scenery,
space
aged
things,
and
big
screen
In
the
den,
shootin'
pool
puffin'
on
some
good
green
In
walked
the
woman
that
was
C's
fiancee
He
said
daddy
loved
her,
and
would
marry
her
one
day
Her
name
was
Angela,
damn
she
was
fine
I
admit
I
had
evil
thoughts
rush
in
my
mind
Moscino
fittin'
tight,
she
was
dressed
to
kill
She
winked
but
I
didn't
think
the
hoe
was
for
real
Chorus
What
am
I,
supposed
to
do?
When
I'm
takin'
a
chance,
f**kin'
with
you
My
homeboy's
girlfriend
Now
if
someone,
found
out
about
us
Then
someone's,
gonna
get
f**ked
up
My
homeboy's
grilfriend
The
smell
of
breakfast,
woke
me
up
from
my
dreams
Bacon
sizzlin',
searchin'
for
the
kitchen
like
a
fiend
What
I,
seen,
straight
took
me
by
surprise
Angela
half
naked
not
tryin'
to
hide
She
saw
me
lookin',
but
kept
cookin'
What's
up
with
that?
Invitin'
me
to
sit
down,
and
said
she'd
be
right
back
I
poured
a
glass
of
O.J.
and
pulled
up
a
seat
Angela
came
right
back,
and
sat
next
to
me
Kissed
me
on
my
cheek
and
said
(Oh
you
cute,
I
don't
know
what
it
is,
but
it's
just
something
about
you)
With
her
hand
on
my
leg,
she
kissed
me
on
my
neck
I
said
baby
chill,
this
is
too
much
disrespect
If
C
walked
in,
he
be
a
mad
mothaf**ker
And
ain't
no
pussy
gon'
come
between
brothers
Lovers,
we
can't
be,
cause
that's
bad
business
(Ball,
you
could
have
all
of
this,
and
there
won't
be
no
witnesses)
All
in
my
lap,
on
my
early
mornin'
hard
dick
Grindin'
on
it,
pullin'
it,
before
I
knew
it,
suckin'
it
Ended
up
f**kin'
it
I
guess
I'm
a
weak
man
It's
hard
to
understand
my
homeboy's
girlfriend
Chorus
Me
and
C
jumped
in
the
Benz
and
hit
the
town
for
a
while
I
can't
believe
what
just
happned,
man
this
shit
too
wild
If
C
finds
out,
he
might
trip
and
try
to
kill
me
And
I
ain't
the
type
of
nigga
that's
gonna
feel
guilty
Later
on,
we
was
at
the
pad,
kickin'
back
C
had
to
make
a
run,
to
go
and
serve
a
pack
Before
he
made
it
out
the
driveway
good
Angela
was
all
on
me,
tryin'
to
suck
on
my
wood
On
the
pool
table,
on
the
floor,
man
what
a
whore
I
was
lookin'
out
for
C,
she
was
beggin'
me
for
more
An
hour
later,
C
walked
through
the
door
Unaware,
that
I
was
just
in
his
ladies
underwear
I
flew
home
the
next
day
still
reminiscing
Not
believin'
I
just
dicked
on
my
homies
Mrs.
This
is
a
f**kin'
trip
man
I
will
never
understand,
my
homeboy's
girlfriend
Chorus
1 Put tha House on It
2 All 4 Nuthin'
3 Bounce Wit Me
4 Drama in My Life
5 My Homeboy's Girlfriend
6 Stompin' & Pimpin'
7 Backyard Mississippi
8 If I Die
9 The Artist Pays the Price
10 Get Money
11 Ghetto Luv
12 All on Me
13 360°
14 Let's Ride
15 Time
16 Coffee Shoppe
17 Pure Uncut
18 Down and Out
19 Put Your Hands Up
20 Ball and Bun
21 I Don't Wanna Die
22 My First Love
23 Get Bucked
24 This Is Dedicated
25 Been Done Some Shit
26 Scummie
27 What You Weigh Me
28 Incarcerated Minds
29 Baby Baby
30 Can't Stop
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