I’m Not Your Puppet

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Hi-C (Compton) - Rap, West Coast Rap

I’m Not Your Puppet

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[Intro] Here's a little story I'd like ta tell About a situation guys and girls know very well Everything is fine and dandy and you love it 'Til dope make you treat another person like a puppet [Verse 1] Now I talked to this girl for about two weeks And I've been many places and seen many freaks But this girl was just fly, her body good lookin' I was a fish just flappin' and she was like hookin' I got to know her by spending some time She gave me things of hers for some things of mine Everything was goin' good, couldn't nothing go better Anything she wants to do, Hi-C would just let her Wasn't like them other brothers trying to screw her up I would rush her to the mall, and straight cold do her up Have her draped when she by my side I want the girl to look good when she rollin' in my ride But three weeks later, I noticed a change Somethin' wasn't right, she was acting kinda strange Took some money out my stash, and stuffed it in her purse You're thinkin' things are gettin bad, man, it's gonna get worse Well, looks like I got myself a few problems But me, being Hi-C, you know I'm gonna solve 'em She ran out the house, and broke down the street Stopped to buy some crack from my homeboy Pete I couldn't believe what I was told He gave the freak double-up for a thick piece of gold So I creeped up on on the girl, and said "Yeah, I caught ya And by the way, where's the link I bought ya?" Now this girl must've lost her mind Scraping up dough with some things of mine I wanted to beat her. better yet stomp her Break out the 12-gauge and full of buckshots pump her But I said, "Nah, forget it, I'ma chill This girl need help, she's mentally ill" She start to trip, she got to spending my grip So I just had to rip the pipe out her lips She cried, "Crawf, please gimme some money" I promise I'll stop, please, come on, Crawf', honey" I felt sorry for the girl 'cause she's being misused It was the crack and the devil, riding to abuse This relationship just ain't gonna last Girl, you're gonna have to get rid of your past 'Cause yeah, you're on my di-di-ding-a-ling Tryin' to tie my arms and legs with a string My money? Mmm hmm, I know you love it But let me tell you one thing I'm not I'm not your puppet [Interlude 1] ("So listen up to what we say because...") ("Smoke primos 'cause she thought it tastes good") ("Puppet") Yo, girl, get off my [ungh] ("Man, I wouldn't touch that...") ("You...") ("Why?") ("And with your wrinkled [ooh!] I can't be your lover") [Verse 2] Hopped out the bed about three o'clock Stumbled to the door when I heard the knock I thought, "Man, now who in the heck could this be?" When I got to the door, she said "Crawf', it's me I thought we supposed to go out this week" I said, "Not tonight girl, I'm 'bout to go back to sleep" But by being a big booty heckuva freak Before I closed the door, she blocked the way with her feet She pushed her way in, didn't use much force She said, "I know we goin' out," I said "Yeah, of course" I'm staring at this girl wonderin' if she alright 'Cause where in the heck we supposed to go this time of the night But the only thing that was on my mind Was just jackin' this girl for her big behind She thought that I forgot that she was the one that was smokin' rocks I looked at the girl and said "Babe, you know what Steve said?" Your butt ain't nothin' but a basehead" She disagreed; she said, "Stop lyin'" Her feelings were hurt, so she broke out cryin' I said, "Baby, you gotta help yourself Don't expect help from anyone else" This relationship just ain't gonna last Girl, you're gonna have to get rid of your past 'Cause yeah, you're on my di-di-ding-a-ling Tryin' to tie my arms and legs with a string My money? Mmm hmm, I know you love it But let me tell you one thing I'm not I'm not your puppet... [Interlude 2] ("Three days later...") ("Oh...you gotta give me some now") ("Puppet") [It's all because of me] ("I woke up fussin'...") ("Thinking to myself...") ("Who knows where the f... her lips been") [Verse 3] The girl was dumb, she was straight out sprung If dope was a rope, then her soul was hung Well, one day, I went to see my DJ The grand, incredible, wizard Tony A Got to his house, then I knocked on the door The fool didn't answer, so I banged once more I wondered, where in the heck he was at So I jumped off the porch, then I bailed to the back He was there 'cause I heard the system thumpin' Went up to the window, "Jack Move" was bumpin' I grabbed a crate just to peek through the window The trick I kicked it with was getting played like Nintendo Jumped in the window and I said, "What's up?" Tony had her hyped up, he was driving her nuts She seen my face, and she started to scream I said "Shut up, girl, you know the routine" Popped the tape in the deck and we rocked back and forth From the east to the west, the south and the north I got tired and said "Man, I quit" Tony A said, "Crawf', look at this chick" She grabbed a rock, and I started to flip Baby, wanted to smoke, man, this girl was a trip She said, "Yo, check this out, man My dope smokes in a pipe and it melts in my hand" Girl, you're just a fool, your life is going too fast I know this relationship just ain't gonna last 'Cause yeah, you're on my dick, dick, ding a ling Tryin' to tie my arms and legs with a string My money? Mmm hmm, I know you love it But let me tell you one thing I'm not I'm not your puppet... [Interlude 3] Well, I bought her a chain, Reebok boots, and a skirt And she clucked it Then she went in my pants, and she took my keys And stole my bucket [Outro] Yo, the little story that I just told About a girl who's living life with her head that's swole Dope ain't me, Hi C can't cut it Girl, I know you love it But I'm not your puppet...

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