| Song | Fuck Em' Girl |
| Artist | Tech N9ne |
| Album | Everready |
| Its Friday night, just got paid, she’s lookin’ for a little bit of action, captain to get saved.[Verse 1] | |
| So you go straight to the mall and call your girlfriend up tell her you bought a *****’emgirl dress nuttin’ less-more-than-a thinner-sinner- | |
| Chris Dior fitter. | |
| You gotcha hair did or that there wig. | |
| Sho a fitter gotcha own sitter for that there kid. | |
| She’s goin’ out to find a thick stout to out her dig, that dress’ fittin’ catcher’s mittenis out there big. | |
| Your manicured and pedicured up and lookin’ like you wanna, your man’s hittin’ your phoneup say *****’em if you wanna. | |
| Lip gloss is on her blow that mirror a kiss, and if your mangotcha stressin’ put on your dress and don’t listen and sing. | |
| I can’t wait til | |
| I get there, step in the club lookin’ playa playa. | |
| Grab your keys andbeat it to the spot where you guess you’ll find you a ***** buyin’ a two for one special,exceptional sexual healin’ is what your cravin’ your pagin’ you but ***** how he’s feelin’[Chorus] | |
| *****’em girl, *****’em [Repeat 3X] | |
| It’s your time to get out | |
| No time for thinkin’ of’em[Repeat 2X][Verse 2] | |
| Now this is a story, all about how these chicks get tricked and don’t know how, so | |
| I’dlike to take a second and explain to them, how all this craziness evolves out ofrelation*****ps, listen… | |
| He never used to hit ya, he always used to treat ya, with some respect and dignity, andnow he wanna beat ya, six months done passed and he’s changed, you never woulda thoughthe’d be crazy and deranged, huh | |
| Just the way he approached was so sweet, he let you know you was far away from a(late night creep), mister telephone man when he what’nt with ya, | |
| Bobby browny and | |
| Whitney, you found you a new edition, and | |
| In the beginning it was grinings from the sit down, till he let you know that it was allon a ***** now, when, after you had you a baby, he wanna start, arguing his excuse to startsipping the | |
| Remy Martin, darkening this relation*****p | |
| Now every lady grab yo bics if you relate to this, you need ta, get up out those drawlsand put on some lip gloss, throw on a thong, now make your way to the closet and[Chorus][Repeat 2X][Verse 3] | |
| Feel like | |
| I, was put here for the female species hella listening watching whisperingofferings no fecies when the back is obese we double back and go deeply in her life in hermind never hate but'll go extra time if need be. | |
| Easy for me to connect so peep me, in the club | |
| I take her some place we can talkdiscreetly, you're creep free definitely that heats me your body's wop bobba lu bop so hotbaby teach me. | |
| How to get up inside it ride it, chakras are now ignited, that’s a beautiful smile don’thide it, getting tech the n9ne exited. | |
| Stress free | |
| I bet she so nestle, wanna know how wicked the sex be don’t test me. | |
| Drinkyour drink eat your cherry and tie the stem this is your world mommy aint said a damn thingabout him.[Chorus][Repeat 2X] | |
| Shake that man he don’t understand ya | |
| You to sexy and he can’t handle the way you move | |
| And whatcha doin’ shake them | |
| Handcuffs up off of you yeah yeah |
| Its Friday night, just got paid, she' s lookin' for a little bit of action, captain to get saved. Verse 1 | |
| So you go straight to the mall and call your girlfriend up tell her you bought a ' emgirl dress nuttin' lessmorethana thinnersinner | |
| Chris Dior fitter. | |
| You gotcha hair did or that there wig. | |
| Sho a fitter gotcha own sitter for that there kid. | |
| She' s goin' out to find a thick stout to out her dig, that dress' fittin' catcher' s mittenis out there big. | |
| Your manicured and pedicured up and lookin' like you wanna, your man' s hittin' your phoneup say ' em if you wanna. | |
| Lip gloss is on her blow that mirror a kiss, and if your mangotcha stressin' put on your dress and don' t listen and sing. | |
| I can' t wait til | |
| I get there, step in the club lookin' playa playa. | |
| Grab your keys andbeat it to the spot where you guess you' ll find you a buyin' a two for one special, exceptional sexual healin' is what your cravin' your pagin' you but how he' s feelin' Chorus | |
| ' em girl, ' em Repeat 3X | |
| It' s your time to get out | |
| No time for thinkin' of' em Repeat 2X Verse 2 | |
| Now this is a story, all about how these chicks get tricked and don' t know how, so | |
| I' dlike to take a second and explain to them, how all this craziness evolves out ofrelation ps, listen | |
| He never used to hit ya, he always used to treat ya, with some respect and dignity, andnow he wanna beat ya, six months done passed and he' s changed, you never woulda thoughthe' d be crazy and deranged, huh | |
| Just the way he approached was so sweet, he let you know you was far away from a late night creep, mister telephone man when he what' nt with ya, | |
| Bobby browny and | |
| Whitney, you found you a new edition, and | |
| In the beginning it was grinings from the sit down, till he let you know that it was allon a now, when, after you had you a baby, he wanna start, arguing his excuse to startsipping the | |
| Remy Martin, darkening this relation p | |
| Now every lady grab yo bics if you relate to this, you need ta, get up out those drawlsand put on some lip gloss, throw on a thong, now make your way to the closet and Chorus Repeat 2X Verse 3 | |
| Feel like | |
| I, was put here for the female species hella listening watching whisperingofferings no fecies when the back is obese we double back and go deeply in her life in hermind never hate but' ll go extra time if need be. | |
| Easy for me to connect so peep me, in the club | |
| I take her some place we can talkdiscreetly, you' re creep free definitely that heats me your body' s wop bobba lu bop so hotbaby teach me. | |
| How to get up inside it ride it, chakras are now ignited, that' s a beautiful smile don' thide it, getting tech the n9ne exited. | |
| Stress free | |
| I bet she so nestle, wanna know how wicked the sex be don' t test me. | |
| Drinkyour drink eat your cherry and tie the stem this is your world mommy aint said a damn thingabout him. Chorus Repeat 2X | |
| Shake that man he don' t understand ya | |
| You to sexy and he can' t handle the way you move | |
| And whatcha doin' shake them | |
| Handcuffs up off of you yeah yeah |