I Don't Chase

Yeah
Bigg Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg…)
Devin The Dude
A lil sumn for the (something for the bitcheeez…)
For the who?
(For the bitches!)
For the bitches, yeah!
Oh, in case you don’t know
A yo Devin (aha?)
Sing it to em nephew, come on
(Aight, let me do it something like this)
I don’t chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don’t need to chase a ho, no no
I don’t chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don’t need to chase a ho, no no
I don’t chase bitches, I let these bitches chase me
They pop up at my shows, they know everywhere I be
Like Big Snoop, we got all your CDs
And we’ll do anything if you put us on your team
Well aight bitch, I sell a ho a quick dream
Then back on the road, so fresh so clean
Pimps up hoes down, nigga that’s the theme
And when they choose up, they get broke for everything
I ain’t mad at 'em, they just wanna be seen
Flossin witta boss a picture in the magazine (Cheese!)
The bitches all scream chasing down my limousine
And when I hit the hotel they waiting at the wind
My down South southern bitches out in New Orleans
I can’t forget my Texas bitches faded off that lean
I don’t chase bitches, these bitches chase me
For my playa partner rest in peace Pimp C
It’s like a 9 to 5, but I be high
I’m like the captain and my partner Curtis bout to come by
And beam me up, you don’t see me much
Cuz I be in top this better believe ho when up in ya
Sluts don’t get much, freaks I make 'em geek
Like dope fiends on this pipe, yep this meat
Hoes they want clothes and shit, expectin me to unfold it
Oh no no bitch!
Off to work I go to the studio or another show
Some people spend dough just to see a brother flow
So blessings I gotta get 'em and grind all the time
A piece of pussy be the furthest from my mind
Sometimes, when I be traveling, niggas be asking me
Where are my bitches like I brought 'em all with me
And some niggas be asking can they go find me a bitch
But I have to dodge mo' pussy than they’ll ever get, shit
She keeps on taxing me
She won’t stop calling me, oh no no
This ho keeps stalking me
That bitch won’t leave me alone, oh no no
I told this bitch that I was cool on it, but she just wouldn’t listen
And now she tryna blame me for her current condition
Hey bitch I ain’t even trippin, I told you I’m into pimpin
See I’m a hustle boy, baby, and I don’t chase bitches
All I do is check hoes in every city I visit
And put they number in my phone and later on I hit it
Bitch jock from a distance, quit burnin my minutes
Either you comin thru or not, it don’t make me no difference