| Song | What Happened to the Groupies |
| Artist | Too Short |
| Album | Can't Stay Away |
| 作词 : B Legit, Banks, Sonny B. ... | |
| Intro：captain save-a-hoe | |
| Short, short, whats up man, this captain man check this out | |
| I know you and b-legit finna get in here and get down on this song right? | |
| But yall can't be talkin bad about broads, man, you know? | |
| Yall in here talkin bout "suckin this" and "suckin that" | |
| Aww shit, here come b pullin up in his 600 blowin big weed, yall be cool man | |
| Verse 1: b-legit/too $hort | |
| B-legit: | |
| I blaze blunts all day get keyed all night | |
| Be the one to take flight if the smoke aint right | |
| I'm tight, nicknamed ike for the drama | |
| It's baby and her mama, naked in a sauna | |
| Down with the gang cuz them flows be hard | |
| Blue mink, short, and my st. brenard | |
| Super bad man all around hoo-j | |
| Tell me what the fuck happened to the groupies | |
| Too $hort: | |
| What happened to the groupies, i thought they was comin through | |
| To do everything we want em to | |
| Supposed to be all good when they get here | |
| Break niggas off, bitch we real playas | |
| Baby in the red said "it's coo'" | |
| She gonna give me some pussy, and some head too | |
| I aint trippin though, these bitches takin too long | |
| I'm bout to call some other hoes on the phone | |
| B-legit: | |
| Tell em i'm a hog nigga, need a triple-x bitch down to stick | |
| Turn tricks switched the dick | |
| Theres hips outside and i'm fo' sho' dat | |
| And the finest ho she know where mo' at | |
| Gotta show that, nigga tuck my jewels | |
| Can't be slippin with a bitch, niggas know that shit | |
| Hit me at the room when the hoes come | |
| It be at 301 we callin for some | |
| Too $hort: | |
| Where they at b-legit where they at? (where they at) | |
| Let these bitches know theres some real playas back | |
| Told her meet me in room 510 on the mattress | |
| If you do it right then i'll be back bitch | |
| Another showdown, in yo' town | |
| Let everybody know you my ho now | |
| I'm feelin way too cool off the gin and juice | |
| I'm bout to fuck my bitch and her friend too (and her friend too) | |
| Captain save-a-hoe: | |
| Damn, see man yall niggas is trippin man, | |
| Niggas this '98 yall actin like its still '88 | |
| Short cussin, and all this bullshit, | |
| Check this out--see baby and them leavin see? | |
| Baby come here, c'mon, baby don't even trip, just kick it for a lil while | |
| You know what i'm sayin? i'll take you to sizzler to go eat after awhile | |
| I'll make em stop trippin, don't even trip baby its all good | |
| Verse 2: too $hort/b-legit | |
| Too $hort: | |
| I'm feelin good, everything hooked up right | |
| Before its all over i'ma be in som'n tight | |
| Looked down at my hip to check my pager | |
| Tryin to find me a bitch, fresh off the stage | |
| Nigga aint hungry, fuck the after party | |
| Told a cute groupie "bitch meet me in the lobby" | |
| You know how we do it, told her bring all her friends | |
| Next weekend we gonna do it all again | |
| B-legit: | |
| I said it out my mouth on the mic real loud | |
| We at the holiday-inn, room 510 | |
| Bring all the bitches even if they dikes | |
| We hyped, hoes eatin pussy tonight | |
| Seen her in my mug, peepin my game | |
| Lookin like she could take dick in the brain | |
| We all champagne and cali green | |
| I need a bitch like that on a pimp team | |
| Too $hort: | |
| It's after midnight, can't find the right women | |
| Can't be slippin while you're late night pimpin | |
| Way too many niggas got stuck like that | |
| Waited too late then fucked a rat | |
| Wake up in the mornin, mad as hell | |
| With the wrong bitch in the wrong hotel | |
| Shoulda gave up when you first struck out | |
| Now you tryna get the fuck out | |
| B-legit: | |
| Man i was drunk when i went out, blow when i woke up | |
| Didn't get to fuck cuz these hoes is ducks | |
| Niggas like me need the head lay on | |
| From bad ass bitches who prefer red bones | |
| Rock microphones, later count g's | |
| Could always spot a rat chasin niggas with cheese | |
| Please, put it on freeze, it don't suit me | |
| What happened to the muthafuckin groupies? (muthafuckin groupies) | |
| Captain save-a-hoe: | |
| What happened? nigga they all left, thats what happened | |
| Yall muthafuckas gonna be sittin around all night talkin to each other | |
| Oh thats cool, yall got some muthafuckin playboy magazines | |
| So i guess thats why yall aint trippin, check this out man | |
| Yall niggas gotta understand one thing man | |
| Bitches don't love to be talked to like that, yall gotta break down | |
| Be cool with a bitch, ya know what i'm sayin? | |
| Show her some caring and shit, understand me? | |
| Verse 3: b-legit/too $hort | |
| B-legit | |
| I remember when the shit first began | |
| I used to fuck the dog shit out my biggest fans | |
| Four in the mornin we hit the waffle spot | |
| Then its back to the telly for some more cock | |
| Shit was non-stop, don't choose too fast | |
| Theres a gang of more bitches with way more ass | |
| Up and down the hall with the bad-ass body | |
| Groupies lookin for the after party | |
| Too $hort: | |
| I used to be wild as fuck, get my dick sucked | |
| On the back of the tour bus with two or three sluts | |
| Check into my suite, order somethin to eat | |
| Knockin at my door, its another lil freak | |
| Right up the hall on the same flo' | |
| You could stand in line and run a train on the ho | |
| Top-notch or rat, skinny or fat | |
| B-legit, where all the groupies at? (groupies at) | |
| B-legit: | |
| In the room with the tricks gettin big faces | |
| But they really wanna know how the dick tastes | |
| I used to get fucked, fall asleep, wake up | |
| Kick the bitch out and bump a freak | |
| But nowadays, you gotta watch your route | |
| Niggas savin hoes need to cut that out | |
| So what they talkin bout, they shoulda been done came | |
| I think they scared of a nigga with this real game | |
| Too $hort: | |
| What happened to the groupies, don't point your finger | |
| They're all backstage chasin r&b singers | |
| At the other concert, on the other side of town | |
| I seen a few hoes but they wasn't down | |
| Where the groupies at, i'ma ask yall later | |
| Probably out tryna fuck basketball players | |
| Silly hoes, rappers got mansions | |
| But we aint tryna get into these tramp bitches | |
| Captain save-a-hoe: | |
| Yall niggas is trippin man, | |
| Yall need to sit down and re-evaluate your morals man | |
| Yall niggas gettin too old for this shit, | |
| Yall gonna be sittin around in the club | |
| Tryna figure out who goin home with ya old ass | |
| You need to find ya a good woman, snatch her up, get her a bmw | |
| She got kids, only do what you do, tell her "i got you" |
| zuò cí : B Legit, Banks, Sonny B. ... | |
| Intro: captain saveahoe | |
| Short, short, whats up man, this captain man check this out | |
| I know you and blegit finna get in here and get down on this song right? | |
| But yall can' t be talkin bad about broads, man, you know? | |
| Yall in here talkin bout " suckin this" and " suckin that" | |
| Aww shit, here come b pullin up in his 600 blowin big weed, yall be cool man | |
| Verse 1: blegit too hort | |
| Blegit: | |
| I blaze blunts all day get keyed all night | |
| Be the one to take flight if the smoke aint right | |
| I' m tight, nicknamed ike for the drama | |
| It' s baby and her mama, naked in a sauna | |
| Down with the gang cuz them flows be hard | |
| Blue mink, short, and my st. brenard | |
| Super bad man all around hooj | |
| Tell me what the fuck happened to the groupies | |
| Too hort: | |
| What happened to the groupies, i thought they was comin through | |
| To do everything we want em to | |
| Supposed to be all good when they get here | |
| Break niggas off, bitch we real playas | |
| Baby in the red said " it' s coo'" | |
| She gonna give me some pussy, and some head too | |
| I aint trippin though, these bitches takin too long | |
| I' m bout to call some other hoes on the phone | |
| Blegit: | |
| Tell em i' m a hog nigga, need a triplex bitch down to stick | |
| Turn tricks switched the dick | |
| Theres hips outside and i' m fo' sho' dat | |
| And the finest ho she know where mo' at | |
| Gotta show that, nigga tuck my jewels | |
| Can' t be slippin with a bitch, niggas know that shit | |
| Hit me at the room when the hoes come | |
| It be at 301 we callin for some | |
| Too hort: | |
| Where they at blegit where they at? where they at | |
| Let these bitches know theres some real playas back | |
| Told her meet me in room 510 on the mattress | |
| If you do it right then i' ll be back bitch | |
| Another showdown, in yo' town | |
| Let everybody know you my ho now | |
| I' m feelin way too cool off the gin and juice | |
| I' m bout to fuck my bitch and her friend too and her friend too | |
| Captain saveahoe: | |
| Damn, see man yall niggas is trippin man, | |
| Niggas this ' 98 yall actin like its still ' 88 | |
| Short cussin, and all this bullshit, | |
| Check this outsee baby and them leavin see? | |
| Baby come here, c' mon, baby don' t even trip, just kick it for a lil while | |
| You know what i' m sayin? i' ll take you to sizzler to go eat after awhile | |
| I' ll make em stop trippin, don' t even trip baby its all good | |
| Verse 2: too hort blegit | |
| Too hort: | |
| I' m feelin good, everything hooked up right | |
| Before its all over i' ma be in som' n tight | |
| Looked down at my hip to check my pager | |
| Tryin to find me a bitch, fresh off the stage | |
| Nigga aint hungry, fuck the after party | |
| Told a cute groupie " bitch meet me in the lobby" | |
| You know how we do it, told her bring all her friends | |
| Next weekend we gonna do it all again | |
| Blegit: | |
| I said it out my mouth on the mic real loud | |
| We at the holidayinn, room 510 | |
| Bring all the bitches even if they dikes | |
| We hyped, hoes eatin pussy tonight | |
| Seen her in my mug, peepin my game | |
| Lookin like she could take dick in the brain | |
| We all champagne and cali green | |
| I need a bitch like that on a pimp team | |
| Too hort: | |
| It' s after midnight, can' t find the right women | |
| Can' t be slippin while you' re late night pimpin | |
| Way too many niggas got stuck like that | |
| Waited too late then fucked a rat | |
| Wake up in the mornin, mad as hell | |
| With the wrong bitch in the wrong hotel | |
| Shoulda gave up when you first struck out | |
| Now you tryna get the fuck out | |
| Blegit: | |
| Man i was drunk when i went out, blow when i woke up | |
| Didn' t get to fuck cuz these hoes is ducks | |
| Niggas like me need the head lay on | |
| From bad ass bitches who prefer red bones | |
| Rock microphones, later count g' s | |
| Could always spot a rat chasin niggas with cheese | |
| Please, put it on freeze, it don' t suit me | |
| What happened to the muthafuckin groupies? muthafuckin groupies | |
| Captain saveahoe: | |
| What happened? nigga they all left, thats what happened | |
| Yall muthafuckas gonna be sittin around all night talkin to each other | |
| Oh thats cool, yall got some muthafuckin playboy magazines | |
| So i guess thats why yall aint trippin, check this out man | |
| Yall niggas gotta understand one thing man | |
| Bitches don' t love to be talked to like that, yall gotta break down | |
| Be cool with a bitch, ya know what i' m sayin? | |
| Show her some caring and shit, understand me? | |
| Verse 3: blegit too hort | |
| Blegit | |
| I remember when the shit first began | |
| I used to fuck the dog shit out my biggest fans | |
| Four in the mornin we hit the waffle spot | |
| Then its back to the telly for some more cock | |
| Shit was nonstop, don' t choose too fast | |
| Theres a gang of more bitches with way more ass | |
| Up and down the hall with the badass body | |
| Groupies lookin for the after party | |
| Too hort: | |
| I used to be wild as fuck, get my dick sucked | |
| On the back of the tour bus with two or three sluts | |
| Check into my suite, order somethin to eat | |
| Knockin at my door, its another lil freak | |
| Right up the hall on the same flo' | |
| You could stand in line and run a train on the ho | |
| Topnotch or rat, skinny or fat | |
| Blegit, where all the groupies at? groupies at | |
| Blegit: | |
| In the room with the tricks gettin big faces | |
| But they really wanna know how the dick tastes | |
| I used to get fucked, fall asleep, wake up | |
| Kick the bitch out and bump a freak | |
| But nowadays, you gotta watch your route | |
| Niggas savin hoes need to cut that out | |
| So what they talkin bout, they shoulda been done came | |
| I think they scared of a nigga with this real game | |
| Too hort: | |
| What happened to the groupies, don' t point your finger | |
| They' re all backstage chasin r b singers | |
| At the other concert, on the other side of town | |
| I seen a few hoes but they wasn' t down | |
| Where the groupies at, i' ma ask yall later | |
| Probably out tryna fuck basketball players | |
| Silly hoes, rappers got mansions | |
| But we aint tryna get into these tramp bitches | |
| Captain saveahoe: | |
| Yall niggas is trippin man, | |
| Yall need to sit down and reevaluate your morals man | |
| Yall niggas gettin too old for this shit, | |
| Yall gonna be sittin around in the club | |
| Tryna figure out who goin home with ya old ass | |
| You need to find ya a good woman, snatch her up, get her a bmw | |
| She got kids, only do what you do, tell her " i got you" |