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[Chorus: 2Pac]
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch.
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch.
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch.
[2Pac]
Look here Miss Thang
Hate to salt your game
But yous a money hungry woman
And you need to change.
In the locker room
All the homies do is laugh.
High five's cause another nigga
Played your ass.
It was said you were sleezy
Even easy
Sleeping around for what
You need
See it's your thing
And you can shake it how you wanna.
Give it up free
Or make your money on the corner.
But don't be bad and play the game
Get mad and change.
Then you wonda why these motherfuckers
Call you names.
Still lookin' for a way out
And that's OK
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 you ain't tryin' to hear me
Cause your stuck,
You're headin' for the bathroom
'bout to get tossed up.
Still lookin' for a rich man
You dug a ditch,
Got your legs up
Tryin' to get rich.
I love you like a sister
But you need to switch
And that's why they called
U bitch, I betcha.
[Chorus]
[2Pac]
You leave your kids with your mama
Cause your headin' for the club
In a skin tight miniskirt
Lookin' for some love.
Got them legs wide open
While you're sittin' at the bar
Talkin' to some nigga
'bout his car.
I guess he said he
Had a Lexus, what's next?
You headin' to his car for some sex
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 your guts
Then you wonda why they stare
And call you slut.
It's like your mind don't understand
You don't have to kill your
Dreams ploten'
Schemes on a man
Keep your head up, legs closed, eyes open
Either a nigga wear a rubber or he die smokin'
I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch
And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, I betcha.
[Chorus]
[2Pac]
I guess times gettin' 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 thing
Got another trick to meet.
The way he did it
It was smooth
Plottin' while he gamin' you
So baby, peep the rules.
I should of seen it in the first case
The worst case
I should of never called you back
In the first place.
I remember back in high school
Baby you was fast
Straight sex
And barely move 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 in peace.
So where your niggas at now
Cause everybody left
They stepped
And left you on your own
See I loved you like a sista
But you died to quick
And that's why we called u bitch, I betcha.
[Chorus]
[2Pac]
Dear Ms. Deloris Tucker
Keep stressing me
Fuckin' with a motherfucking mind
I figured you wanted to know
You know
Why we call them hos bitches
And maybe this might help you understand
It ain't personal
Strictly business baby
Strictly business
So If you wonder why we call u bitch
You wonder why we call u bitch
If you wonder why we call u bitch
You wonder why we call u bitch
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