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check yourself - d-nice lyrics

[d-nice]
you know, $hort
a lotta people out there
wanna be my friend, you know
just because i got a little hit record out, you know i’m sayin
[too $hort]
i know, i know
rap groupies, you know
he-he
[d-nice]
definitely rap groupies
you know what i’m sayin?
yo, we should do a little somethin for em, you know
[too $hort]
check em
let’s just check em
check em real quick
[d-nice ]
let’s check em, man

[chorus: both]
i know that you’re a hoe for my wealth
you better just check yourself
cause in these days we don’t go for that
so you better try someone else [x2]

[verse 1: d-nice]
now i can recall the first time i was out on tour
with my boy too $hort, leavin everyone in awe
i met this little honey, she said, “hi, my name is bunny”
i never would have thought she was out for my money
now she appeared to me to be smart and legit
equipped with hips that’ll break your whole sh-t
but before that i can get a chance to knock it
the goldigger’s goldiggin in my pocket
first she tried to say that she was playin
she musta thought i was a fool cause she was sayin
“ugh, oh d-nice, i want you, i want you”
i wouldn’t try to trust her even if i want to
i wanted just to smack her in the face
but hittin females is just a bad mistake
i guess tryin to get your money is a hobby or a sport
cause next she tried to kick it to my boy too $hort

[verse 2: too $hort]
it’s kinda funny: you want money from a pimp
(biatch) you’re thinkin like fifty percent
i put my foot in your -ss and then i owe you the rest
i know the game, hoe, cause i’m the best
playin broads ain’t based on luck
you want money? i wanna f-ck
and after we do all that
i’m takin my money back
biatch, kiss my pimpin -ss
cause all the time i didn’t have this cash
you wouldn’t call, wouldn’t give me a number
i couldn’t see ya like stevie wonder
i made a hit record, now i got money
you wanna play short dog for a dummy
you’re so cool cause you think i’m rich
you know you wanna be my b-tch
i’m not single, baby, not for you
f-ck a b-tch, and that’s the godd-mn truth
if i was you, i wouldn’t hold my breath
cause all you money-hungry hoes might starve to death

[chorus]

[verse 3: d-nice]
now i’m not tryin to come down too hard
if you need some money, you should go and get a job
but this one does not go out to all women
just those who try to kick game for a livin
cause i’m not the one to be played
so don’t step to me when you wanna get paid
cause you’re the type of woman that survives on greed
yo $hort, won’t you tell her what she needs
[ too $hort ]
what you need is some type of financial support
you won’t get sh-t from your boy too $hort
i don’t pay b-tches and never will
i’m too busy tryin to pay my bills
i understand your reason for tryin
but i been mackin since ’79
you better check yourself before you wreck yourself
short dog’s in the m-th-f-ckin house, b-tch

[chorus]

- d nice lyrics

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