Stalkin'

She's stalkin stalkin stalkin me

I love him, I need him

I wanna have his baby

My friends think I'm crazy

I know he don't care

I blew his young

I'm never gonna leave him

His baby momma hates me

I would never decieve him

She's stalkin stalkin stalkin me

I'm in the house

Quiet as a hungry church mouse

I'm ready to dip, ready to bounce

Bouncin' ounce for ounce and ounces

I'ma show you how to break these ounces

I think that's where I fucked up

I think I showed the little bitch to much

The bitch wouldn't let go of the throttle

Instead she tried to suck and hit on the clutch

Girl, beat it, Oh, No You Can't Eat It

Dip, eat somebody else dick

You can't go where I go girl

Young Gotti on Roscoe World

Dip outta town and bring it on something

Now you can sit down now sucka spit something

Outside I'm waiting, I'm tired, it's raining

I'm playing his CD

I wonder if he see's me, I'll break all laws

Don't ever talk about him

I always feel so empty

When I'm not around him

5'5 brown eyes, caramel complexion

Dippin through the city

Hide through the intersection

Stalk a bitch, talkin shit

Your always outside my apartment bitch

Everything is cool, late night function

I'm tryna keep it cool cause I'm alwayz into something

Talkin' to this other bitch about to light up

And the bitch came up

And beat the bitch up (bitch)

Bitch you must got me fucked up

With the liquor in your system and your all fucked up

You must not know about young Kurupt

He gave you the number and you blew the bitch up

Whenever, he's in town

I'm always at the hotel

I'm waiting, I'm patient

And I know all of his homies

I hope he calls

I know he got my letters

I know he read each one of them

And I bought him a new sweater

yeah ahhha, yeah ahha

yeah ahhha, yeah ahha

yeah ahhha, yeah ahha

yeah ahhha, yeah ahha

Bitch you must got me fucked up

With the liquor in your system and your all fucked up

You must not know about young Kurupt

He gave you the number and you blew the bitch up (blew the bitch up)