Puppy Love

I ain't got no time for no bitches

I gotta clock my dough clownin'

Hittin' switches in a green 6-4

With the drink in a on deck and the bombest indo

A car full of gas and nowhere to go

I gets a call on the phone - "what's happenin'?"

Pimpin', chillin' with bitches drinking Silver Satin

Is them bitches on deck, on deck to the fullest

Gots that type of game and I'm know just to pull 'em

Now as I stroll and as I pass by

Maxin' with my doggs feelin' dandy and high

Is that looney muthafucka that they call Kurupt

Ballin' out the house with some Gin in his cup

Now I found myself blowin' out smoke

Bombed out looney and locced

Open up them doors let me see some of th hoez

it's Kurupt and I'm liable to fuck three or four

I'm hittin' hoes like I'm hittin' licks

But I don't love that trick bitch

'Cause bitches gettin' niggaz dick sick

I don't pay pay rent, my rent gets paid

I pimp hoes like silky train

On and on it goes

I thought thete muthafuckas knew, but now you know

Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch

Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch

1975 I was just a young pup

tryin' to learn to be a dogg

But in the process steadily gettin' fucked

I met this lil' sexie dame ya'll before I knew

All the rules to the game

It ain't no need to lie

A lil' nigga like me got played, and if she left me

I thought I'd die

Ya'll don't ask, I don't the reason why

Thought she was sent from the heavens above

Ya'll it's just a bad taste of puppy love

Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch

Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch

Puppy Love

Puppy Love

Puppy love

puppy love

Sometimes I sit and think of how I used to be

Before I got converted to a D-O-double G

I'd like to thank that girl

From way back in the days

Cause if it weren't for you I wouldn't pimp this way

Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch

Puppy love, call it what you want, biatch