Groupie Therapy Lyrics
| Song | Groupie Therapy |
| Artist | The Pharcyde |
| Album | Labcabincalifornia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Diamond D, Hardson, Robinson ... | |
| (bootie brown) | |
| I was standing, one of the cast of many | |
| I would give anything to swing hand in hand | |
| With her but it was just a blur | |
| I couldn't blame her, why give up fortune and the fame | |
| For a nigga who can barely afford his name | |
| So the dame kept aim at the stars | |
| I'm often thinking about her | |
| When I'm waitin on calls across the border | |
| Made sure my rhymes in order cause | |
| That moment could be near and it was | |
| Now my attorney is tellin' me to sign here | |
| So I appear and perform international | |
| The time came she stepped to me | |
| I thought rational | |
| But she knew | |
| I wanted it | |
| She walked around and flaunted it like a peacock | |
| I knocked the reebok now she jock | |
| Blowin up the pactel and the doorbell | |
| Had to check myself as well love boat won't sail | |
| Cause I'm not captain let them know from the start | |
| I let you break me off but | |
| I won't let you | |
| Break my heart(slim kid3) | |
| So I'm surrounded by bitchery now this is | |
| The most incredible shit in slim kid history | |
| So watch if you will the moment some good | |
| Shit pops and they be foggin up ya grill | |
| Overly thrilled to get you in ya ass like massingil | |
| Still burnin shit now and | |
| I'm still learnin how not to fuck | |
| With ya baby or make ya my old lady | |
| You just overcasting ya ass is shady tryin to block | |
| The sunlight with all of that hype and now | |
| I'm discontinue'n | |
| All of this pipe that | |
| I've been layin as long as you keep | |
| Swayin to anotha crew's tempo | |
| I gotta let you go and that's | |
| Simple so get it through ya two temples because i'm | |
| Tryin' to live fatter than a blimp ho | |
| And you're exempt and | |
| I won't symp on a write off | |
| So step out my world and turn the light off(fat lip) | |
| She was my high school sweetheart down from start | |
| When all I had was high hopes my health and my art | |
| But when I got fame she became unsure | |
| If I could still feel the same when | |
| I came off tour | |
| I said "for sure" 'cause what | |
| God gave us, girl, | |
| I'm grateful | |
| No need to be insecure baby your nigga's faithful | |
| So now I'm off doin' dates in a gang of states | |
| And as my status elevates | |
| I see the baddest eights | |
| At the backstage gate lookin' great straight | |
| Waitin for a nigga so now | |
| I figure"hey | |
| I only live once | |
| I'm goin' all out today" | |
| Made a call out to l.a. to say what had to say... | |
| Now I get back the very next week only to learn | |
| The tables turned like a technique twelve hundred | |
| Last thing in the world that | |
| I wanted was my girl goin' out every | |
| Night gettin blunted | |
| And zooted with a clique of well known | |
| Reputed groupie hos from all the hip hop shows | |
| Backstage with her little backpack tryin to get chose | |
| By anotha nigga with talent wealth and fame | |
| Oh I suppose | |
| I guess I got myself to blame for turnin | |
| Her out into a hip hop freak now | |
| I seek counseling | |
| From a therapist twice a week(imani) | |
| So let me speak about the freak so let me speak about the | |
| FreakInstantly she made another selection | |
| Because he was in the lime plus had | |
| The money connection "correction""way more paid" is why she laid and played | |
| A charade in the game of deception | |
| This miss-mysterious mistress is just an actress | |
| Of the mattress 'cause she's a wanna be mack-tress | |
| Well built-but equipped with the tackiest of tactics | |
| And I hate it why this is dedicated to all of them | |
| Type of women who still be swimming lost and confused | |
| In the lake of illusion with no values is why they're | |
| Constantly losin' |
| zuo ci : Diamond D, Hardson, Robinson ... | |
| bootie brown | |
| I was standing, one of the cast of many | |
| I would give anything to swing hand in hand | |
| With her but it was just a blur | |
| I couldn' t blame her, why give up fortune and the fame | |
| For a nigga who can barely afford his name | |
| So the dame kept aim at the stars | |
| I' m often thinking about her | |
| When I' m waitin on calls across the border | |
| Made sure my rhymes in order cause | |
| That moment could be near and it was | |
| Now my attorney is tellin' me to sign here | |
| So I appear and perform international | |
| The time came she stepped to me | |
| I thought rational | |
| But she knew | |
| I wanted it | |
| She walked around and flaunted it like a peacock | |
| I knocked the reebok now she jock | |
| Blowin up the pactel and the doorbell | |
| Had to check myself as well love boat won' t sail | |
| Cause I' m not captain let them know from the start | |
| I let you break me off but | |
| I won' t let you | |
| Break my heart slim kid3 | |
| So I' m surrounded by bitchery now this is | |
| The most incredible shit in slim kid history | |
| So watch if you will the moment some good | |
| Shit pops and they be foggin up ya grill | |
| Overly thrilled to get you in ya ass like massingil | |
| Still burnin shit now and | |
| I' m still learnin how not to fuck | |
| With ya baby or make ya my old lady | |
| You just overcasting ya ass is shady tryin to block | |
| The sunlight with all of that hype and now | |
| I' m discontinue' n | |
| All of this pipe that | |
| I' ve been layin as long as you keep | |
| Swayin to anotha crew' s tempo | |
| I gotta let you go and that' s | |
| Simple so get it through ya two temples because i' m | |
| Tryin' to live fatter than a blimp ho | |
| And you' re exempt and | |
| I won' t symp on a write off | |
| So step out my world and turn the light off fat lip | |
| She was my high school sweetheart down from start | |
| When all I had was high hopes my health and my art | |
| But when I got fame she became unsure | |
| If I could still feel the same when | |
| I came off tour | |
| I said " for sure" ' cause what | |
| God gave us, girl, | |
| I' m grateful | |
| No need to be insecure baby your nigga' s faithful | |
| So now I' m off doin' dates in a gang of states | |
| And as my status elevates | |
| I see the baddest eights | |
| At the backstage gate lookin' great straight | |
| Waitin for a nigga so now | |
| I figure" hey | |
| I only live once | |
| I' m goin' all out today" | |
| Made a call out to l. a. to say what had to say... | |
| Now I get back the very next week only to learn | |
| The tables turned like a technique twelve hundred | |
| Last thing in the world that | |
| I wanted was my girl goin' out every | |
| Night gettin blunted | |
| And zooted with a clique of well known | |
| Reputed groupie hos from all the hip hop shows | |
| Backstage with her little backpack tryin to get chose | |
| By anotha nigga with talent wealth and fame | |
| Oh I suppose | |
| I guess I got myself to blame for turnin | |
| Her out into a hip hop freak now | |
| I seek counseling | |
| From a therapist twice a week imani | |
| So let me speak about the freak so let me speak about the | |
| FreakInstantly she made another selection | |
| Because he was in the lime plus had | |
| The money connection " correction"" way more paid" is why she laid and played | |
| A charade in the game of deception | |
| This missmysterious mistress is just an actress | |
| Of the mattress ' cause she' s a wanna be macktress | |
| Well builtbut equipped with the tackiest of tactics | |
| And I hate it why this is dedicated to all of them | |
| Type of women who still be swimming lost and confused | |
| In the lake of illusion with no values is why they' re | |
| Constantly losin' |
| zuò cí : Diamond D, Hardson, Robinson ... | |
| bootie brown | |
| I was standing, one of the cast of many | |
| I would give anything to swing hand in hand | |
| With her but it was just a blur | |
| I couldn' t blame her, why give up fortune and the fame | |
| For a nigga who can barely afford his name | |
| So the dame kept aim at the stars | |
| I' m often thinking about her | |
| When I' m waitin on calls across the border | |
| Made sure my rhymes in order cause | |
| That moment could be near and it was | |
| Now my attorney is tellin' me to sign here | |
| So I appear and perform international | |
| The time came she stepped to me | |
| I thought rational | |
| But she knew | |
| I wanted it | |
| She walked around and flaunted it like a peacock | |
| I knocked the reebok now she jock | |
| Blowin up the pactel and the doorbell | |
| Had to check myself as well love boat won' t sail | |
| Cause I' m not captain let them know from the start | |
| I let you break me off but | |
| I won' t let you | |
| Break my heart slim kid3 | |
| So I' m surrounded by bitchery now this is | |
| The most incredible shit in slim kid history | |
| So watch if you will the moment some good | |
| Shit pops and they be foggin up ya grill | |
| Overly thrilled to get you in ya ass like massingil | |
| Still burnin shit now and | |
| I' m still learnin how not to fuck | |
| With ya baby or make ya my old lady | |
| You just overcasting ya ass is shady tryin to block | |
| The sunlight with all of that hype and now | |
| I' m discontinue' n | |
| All of this pipe that | |
| I' ve been layin as long as you keep | |
| Swayin to anotha crew' s tempo | |
| I gotta let you go and that' s | |
| Simple so get it through ya two temples because i' m | |
| Tryin' to live fatter than a blimp ho | |
| And you' re exempt and | |
| I won' t symp on a write off | |
| So step out my world and turn the light off fat lip | |
| She was my high school sweetheart down from start | |
| When all I had was high hopes my health and my art | |
| But when I got fame she became unsure | |
| If I could still feel the same when | |
| I came off tour | |
| I said " for sure" ' cause what | |
| God gave us, girl, | |
| I' m grateful | |
| No need to be insecure baby your nigga' s faithful | |
| So now I' m off doin' dates in a gang of states | |
| And as my status elevates | |
| I see the baddest eights | |
| At the backstage gate lookin' great straight | |
| Waitin for a nigga so now | |
| I figure" hey | |
| I only live once | |
| I' m goin' all out today" | |
| Made a call out to l. a. to say what had to say... | |
| Now I get back the very next week only to learn | |
| The tables turned like a technique twelve hundred | |
| Last thing in the world that | |
| I wanted was my girl goin' out every | |
| Night gettin blunted | |
| And zooted with a clique of well known | |
| Reputed groupie hos from all the hip hop shows | |
| Backstage with her little backpack tryin to get chose | |
| By anotha nigga with talent wealth and fame | |
| Oh I suppose | |
| I guess I got myself to blame for turnin | |
| Her out into a hip hop freak now | |
| I seek counseling | |
| From a therapist twice a week imani | |
| So let me speak about the freak so let me speak about the | |
| FreakInstantly she made another selection | |
| Because he was in the lime plus had | |
| The money connection " correction"" way more paid" is why she laid and played | |
| A charade in the game of deception | |
| This missmysterious mistress is just an actress | |
| Of the mattress ' cause she' s a wanna be macktress | |
| Well builtbut equipped with the tackiest of tactics | |
| And I hate it why this is dedicated to all of them | |
| Type of women who still be swimming lost and confused | |
| In the lake of illusion with no values is why they' re | |
| Constantly losin' |
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