Public Service - Deadly Venoms

I met this shorty at the club

Nigga was iced out, all that

Had platinum on, all that

Got his number, called his house

His moms was like «yo, son, the phone»

Pretty thugs, pretty thugs, pretty thugs

Ain’t interested in no scrubs, no scrubs

Got to have atleast to have fifty dubs

In your pocket if we giving you love, we giving you love

Boy what’s on your mind?

We ain’t got much time

You said you pushing a Benz, but boy I think you better stop lying

What made you tell the truth, now we gotta give you the boot

Shoo shoo shoo shoo, shoo shoo shoo shoo doop doop doop

Stop lying, stop lying, stop lying

Stop lying, stop lying, stop lying…

Listen here boy, I don’t care if you ride the bus

I ride the bus wit ya

I don’t care if you hopin' on the train, we can do that to

But don’t tell me you got all this stuff that you really ain’t got…