Big Mama German - WhatCha Thought Lyrics

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Mmhmm

Radical a fooly with the beats

I'ma cold ass bitch what you thought uh
Mmm the f*ck you thought uh you can't
Control this bitch what you thought mm
Mm mm

I was cooling with my bitches on rodeo drive
When I seen this fine fella staring in my eyes
He like you cute what's your name German I
Replied I could he wanted me him sizing up
My thighs I had on a mini skirt he had no lacking
On his shirt on his shirt he smelling good kicking game
And trying to flirt I'm not these other players I ain't
Trying to thirst but yo I gotta get with you if it's for better
Or for worse damn
He want to take me round the city while I sit all pretty
Wine and dine me spending hundreds fifties big ole billies
Ice me out and buss me down my neck and wrist with tennis
Is there a catch I don't know but I got a feeling
It ain't right uh something it ain't right somebody
Caught us lacking when we stopped at a red light
I guess it was his girlfriend better yet it was his wife
So how the f*ck you want a bitch when you got another life
Damn this shit is crazy he wanted me to be his lady
Nigga had the nerve to tell me I want you to have my baby
I can get you that new benz or you can get da new Mercedes
Either way it go I'm paying speak up now ain't no delaying
Damn fast forward we together with a daughter got married
In Bermuda on yacht above the waters know you probably
Won't applaud her but would you turn down the offer turn away
Or be a walker or just take it to the alter
I took it there I really didn't care about that other bitch
She was applied and gone like Nair this story gets more twisted
So you better be prepared buckle up and grab your gear hold on to your underwear
Damn this girl Katrina had a homegirl named Nina
Katrina was the wife before he ever met Nina put two
And two together but he never met Nina at the light Miss Katrina
Threw a knife but it ain't reach him damn
He hit the gas like one hundred on the dash she blowing up his phone
Like I'm bout to kill your ass adrenalin all rushing cause he knew
That ass was grass I packed my bags took da stash then i dipped
Out on his ass

I'ma cold ass bitch what you thought uh
Uh the f*ck you thought uh
You can't control this bitch what you thought uh uh the f*ck you thought
Uh got to pay a toll to get this bitch what you thought uh the f*ck you thought uh
You'll sell your soul for this bitch what you thought uh
Uh a what you thought yeah
A what you a what you a what you
The f*ck you the f*ck you the f*ck you
I'ma cold ass bitch what you thought
Bitch what you thought
What you thought