You was only tryin' to be nice
Only tryin' to be nice, ohh
Wanna put they soder down
What she do, she jumped out of her sleep
Let the ho be what she wanna be
Shame on you, your so in love you fittin' to get a tattoo
It wasn't your fault
You can't control these bitches
If I was you, I'd a packed her bags and bust anotha bitch thats bad
You know you can't control these hoes
That's your boo, but she know every nigga in the Roc-A-Fella Crew
You know you can't control these hoes
And you sleepin' on tha copeasack
Understand this nigga don't understand because he's a young nigga
Game on you, 'cause now you back at your momma house
Let a bitch do what she wanna do
Only tryin' to be nice, ohh
You gotta find 'em, spot 'em, send 'em
You know you can't control these hoes
You know you can't control these hoes
It's on you, see you can take her out and buy her all types of things
You's a fool, 'cause when she leave you, for what he do, you'll see fool
It wasn't your fault
You know you can't control these hoes
Out a motherfuckin' hoodrat
You can't understand the 2000 in here?
These are independent bitches these years
You was only tryin' to be nice
You know you can't control these hoes
And then she went and gave her homeboy Ted some head
Shame on you and now I understand
It wasn't your fault
What's she do, I gave her the keys to my '74 Cadillac
And left the pad at a quarter to two
You know you can't control these hoes
When your bitch out of bounds and you don't know what to do
I ain't tellin' on her, I'm just sayin', what you do
I love you, you shouldn't a told her that, you should a smacked her flat
You was only tryin' to be nice
Like a pimp's supposed to do
Only tryin' to be nice, ohh
Whatchu do, put my foot in her ass and mashed tha gas
You know you can't control these hoes
Ain't that true, you can't make a queen
What we do, we check 'em from the gate, to keep a bitch straight
That's on you, baby blow too much, I mean she know too much
You know you can't control these hoes
Only tryin' to be nice, ohh
Me and you, that's what you thought
Yikes, Shabba dabble do, I can dig it baby, you know
That's my boo, it's all about who she did and where she been
But instead of goin' 'upside da head'
You bought her a 5 karat wit' your bread
You know me and ever since that day my nigga, I've been P I M P
Why my momma used to tell me that
Game got rules, if you lose a ho', you gotta gain a ho'
Because these hoes, they can't be controlled
Motherfuckers wanna put they mack down
Get 'em, got 'em, you know
You know you can't control these hoes
You know you can't control these hoes
'Til your ass got caught
You know what I'm sayin'? I'm been in the game since '85
That's on you, you shoulda put your foot in her ass
You understand? I got a homey sittin' by me
If she chose to ride wit' a G then let her ride wit' a G
A real slut and let the ho get on and make her money
That ain't cool, love is blind and no friend of mine
The bitch don't wanna sit back and be a housewife all the time
And I know a ho don't do nothin', wanna play a nigga like 9 to 5, alright
You was only tryin' to be nice
Say it ain't true, she let a nigga drive it, ask tha homie Battlecat
It wasn't your fault
