Your Wife (feat. Dr. Dre)

Your wife, my bitch Your love, my trick Her mouth, my dick I fucked, that's it All night long I had her on her back in my Cadillac, bro You should've heard her moan, same old song I made her throw her back out when I sent her home For better or for worse, she is Your wife, my bitch Your love, my trick Her mouth, my dick I fucked that's it Straight pimp, no shit Gave me your chips I drove your whip It's true, don't trip What's my name, my name is Mr. Game West coast big change, Mr. Fame Bad bitch scooped her up same ole same Fuckin' in the driver's seat while I'm switching lanes Gettin' brains Long Beach, Compton thang Shit ain't changed, that's how we do the damn thang Draws down nuts platinum, let 'em hang Wife missin' 5 a.m., who's to blame? I'm the reason used magnum is in your range And while she bounced out wit' me before you came Fuckin' lame, you be handcuff sluts I banged I ain't trippin', take 'em back shit my nuts is drained On everything, this dick is shootin' Novocain Have a bitch waitin' bus stop, in the rain Simple and plain 'cause we's be off the chain My nigga Nate Dogg kick game, please explain Ring or no ring, a hoe gonna be a hoe While you sleepin', she be creepin' out the back door Comin' to meet me at the honey comb (honey comb hide out) Smokin' and drinkin' dyin' to please me While real playas keep playin' on Playas play on, play on Keep playin' on Ladies playin' on, play on Keep playin' on Playas play on, play on Keep playin' on Ladies play on, play on Keep playin' on Your wife is my bitch Your love is my trick Your wife my bitch Your love, my trick Her mouth, my dick I fucked, that's it Straight pimp, no shit Gave me your chips I drove your whip It's true, don't trip