| | Cheatin' On We Lyrics Artist(Band):Field Mob
[Boy:] Hey Mama! [T:] Hi, where's Smoke at? [Boy:] He, uh, he had went with this dude named Coach, but he left you a letter [T:] A letter? [Boy:] Um uh [T:] 4real? [Boy:] Yeah [T:] Let me see it [Boy:] Mama Dear Tasha it's quote unquote ya one and only baby I wrote this out cause in person I know you tried to shake me cause yous a thin line type of hoe I wanna fight hoe kitchen knife hoe ya psycho! I admit I slipped I should've knew you was a stupid hoe thinking I shot a cupid's bow but little do you know I been fucking other nigga bitches, yep that's the way to hit 'em cause she'll keep shut and keep up her relationship with him Remember Tim with the rim shop that your friend brought to meet us and the clique his bitch be loving the dick Remember Nicholas that once lived with us who be sniffing dust his wife like leather whips and cuffs Remember Marcus who sold us two dimes for the 15 how he hit that hoe? Uh-uh he need to get that bitch cleaned Remember Roc with the drop top candy flip flop box had this trick bitch lips locked on my big cock Mike and Joe I get hoes I be digging em out We have threesomes both like dick and clit in they mouth Rememer Randy that hang with Danny got a sister named Brandy his old lady don't wear no panties Remember Steve I played ball with you done seen him with me his bitch like dick between her titties and oh yeah Your brother-in-law's bitch don't you know her ain't that your sister I had to hit her spent no cash to get her now ain't I a nasty nigga thank you were playing me, got the last get-ta, wha! [Tasha:] Ooooooh, Smoke I hate you! (hate you hate you hate you hate you) [Chorus: (2x)] When you were cheating on me I was cheating on you We both was cheating on we So what the fuck we gon do? I don't know! [Phone rings] Anwsering Maching picks up: Yeah this Tasha, I'm not home right now but leave your name and number and I might get back to you [beep] I gotcha hiding you know you wrong girl pick up the phone stop playing I know you there you hear me I know you home You ain't gotta be scared I ain't crazy deranged hell I been sneaking cheating and doing the same thang my dog had been creeping fucking every bitch in your trick clique to the one that put your weave in She been licking me up licking my dick and my butt she swollow cum you don't you stop and spit in a cup Ya girl Pam the one that spent the night at ya house I call her Gargamale she gargle male balls in her mouth and you mama now that's the real freak of the year like to watch me jack my dick then skeet in her ear and I know you know Brenda the with the baby she keep swearing I'm the daddy she crazy want me to kick it with her like I don't know she a slut she gave me that doo-doo brown I stuck my dick in her [anwsering machine beeps] [Chorus 3x to fade] If you find some error in Cheatin' On We Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Cheatin' On We The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Field Mob" Music | |
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