Cheaters (Episode #3)

Lyrics

[Chorus: sample] "Don't it seem like every man Wants another man's woman? And every woman is looking at another girl's man So the partners change around But the happiness just don't seem to get found Missing their love when it's right in the palm of their hand" [Verse 1: Poke Dog, (sample)] Aye, I had a cool something Stuff her like it's Monday after school humping Do our dirt when we get off work Chopped and screwed fuckin' Keep it on the low, her man don't know the way she move something Back side and them thick thighs ("Don't it seem like...") That I'm the nigga that she come to see and get broke off Within thirty seconds, already got her clothes off Get her wet and gushy, rose-smelling like Dussy keep calling, 'cause she bring the party to me ("Don't it seem like...") She love my swagger, love the way I throw the dick at her The way the mouth speak, spit, chatter Don't drink Henny, drink Heineken When I'm with my partners, usually call one of her finer friends ("Don't it seem like...") Brick'andel, treat me swell, give head well Kiss and tell? Nope But I can tell she love getting poked Secret society, of real sex with a rider freak Nigga call her "bitch," she saying bye to me [Chorus: sample] "Don't it seem like every man Wants another man's woman? And every woman is looking at another girl's man So the partners change around But the happiness just don't seem to get found Missing their love when it's right in the palm of their hand" [Verse 2: MED] (Uh... yeah...) Her looks struck me like thunderbolts Butter coc' skin, scent's cantaloupe Baby's toke keep my love higher than D'Angelo Sugar strokes, sweet walls, eyeballs on bolt door Riding to support, I'm slipping... ("Don't it seem like...") Quarter past ten, deacon's daughter's prayin' 'Hovah daily Eleven thirty, at her window, trailing Waiting by the basement, I'm patient My acquaintance for the night arrived, I glanced in her eyes ("Don't it seem like...") that everything I tell is the truth Might player Hoops Saturday, or was it Amber Ray? Knockin' boots anyway Promise you, I'm so true With no proof then it's no lie, mean I'm so fly ("Don't it seem like...") She looked in my eyes, replied, "You're fly times three Without wings," then we lift off the ecstasy Float back down, I fell asleep Think she digging' in pockets when she heard a beep Damn... (Still won't accept my calls) [voicemail] [Chorus: sample] "Don't it seem like every man Wants another man's woman? And every woman is looking at another girl's man So the partners change around But the happiness just don't seem to get found Missing their love when it's right in the palm of their hand" [Outro: same main sample, (comedian sample)] "Alright..." ("No, this lady walked in the bar, and...") "Mmhmm..." "Oh yeah..." "Don't it seem like..."