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Cheatin' On We - Field Mob



     
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I'm home, hey, mama
Hi, where's Smoke at?
He, uh, he had went with this dude named Coach
But he left you a letterA letter? Um, uh
For real? Yeah
Let me see it
MamaDear 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 you'se a thin line type of hoe
I wanna fight hoe, kitchen knife hoe, ya psychoI 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 himRemember 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 usWho 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 topCandy flip flop box had this trick bitch lips locked on my big cock
Mike and Joe I get hoe's I be digging 'em out
We have threesomes both like dick and clit in they mouth
Remember Randy that hang with DannyGot 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, yeahYour 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, thinkin' you was playing me
Got the last get ta, wha
Ooh, Smoke I hate you
(Hate you, hate you, hate you, hate you)While you was cheating on me
I was cheating on you
We both was cheating on we
So what the fuck we gon do?
I don't knowWhile you was cheating on me
I was cheating on you
We both was cheating on we
So what the fuck we gon do?
I don't knowYeah, this is Tasha, I'm not home right now but leave your name
And number and I might get back to youI 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 thangMy 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 swallow cum you don't
You stop and spit in a cupYa 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 earAnd I know you know Brenda the one 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 herWhile you was cheating on me
I was cheating on you
We both was cheating on we
So what the fuck we gon do?
I don't knowWhile you was cheating on me
I was cheating on you
We both was cheating on we
So what the fuck we gon do?
I don't knowWhile you was cheating on me
I was cheating on you
We both was cheating on we
So what the fuck we gon do?
I don't knowWhile you was 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

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Field Mob is a US hip hop duo originally from Albany, Georgia composed of artists Shawn Timothy Johnson (aka. Shawn Jay, Kalage, The Fleetwood Mack) and Darion Crawford (aka. Smoke, Boondox Blax, Chevy Pendergrass). They have been signed with Ludacris on his Disturbing tha Peace (DTP) imprint since August 2005.

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