Pretty Girl Bullshit

Mario Winans

Composición de: Inga Marchand/Mario Winans
Intro: Mario Winans, Foxy, Puffy 
Oh baby, I can't live with you I can't live without you {yeah} 
Live with you I can't live without you, babe {I like this} 
Oh babe, oh I can't live with you I can't live without you babe 
(Bad Boy baby!) {Bad Boy} (Uh, oh) {yeah, yeah! Let's go} 

[Foxy Brown] {Puffy} 
I hear duke boning Keisha, Tonya and Tiff (uh huh) {yeah} 
Move ya bloodclot 'fore I cock the fifth! {uh huh} 
Had a bitch in my '03 six 
Had a hoe rockin' my red gold Cartier on her wrist, now 
Think about it while the streets you roam 
Fuck around, won't be shiiit in the crib when you get home 
I roll with Sean Combs (uh huh), I'm in Caprice {that's right} 
Jet ski, watching duke through the global phone {let's go} 
Bad Boy come through in the toy {Bad Boy baby} 
And I'm boning his boy, while he in the hood slinging up oi 
Ooh {ohh}, y'all don't want a girl in Yves Saint Laurent 
You'd rather fuck a hoe in a bullshit Gabann' (now) {yeah} 
And what the fuck he on?! 
Stop your bloodclot crying 'fore these plates start flying {heh heh} 
I'm a Bad girl, illest bitch grinding {Bad Girl} 
Sean John Rolls hold chocolate diamonds, owww! {let's go, Mario} 

[Mario Winans] 
What am I to do, when you act a fool 
Do I put on your shoes and act a fool like you 
Now baby that ain't cool, you ain't got a clue 
What you had in me, too fine to see 
And I don't really wanna be baby 

[1 - Mario Winans] 
What's the reason you want me 
Girl the truth is you need me 
First you say that you trust me 
then you go and betray me 
Now I took all I can 
And I know I'm a good man 
God I wash my hands, make another plan 
Cos I don't really wanna stay baby 

[Chorus: Mario Winans] 
So if you wanna go, walk right out that door 
Cos I don't want no more, of your pretty girl bull-ish 
If you wanna leave, it's okay with me 
Matter of fact I'm begging please 
Take your pretty girl bull 

[Mario Winans] 
Now this is number two, them chance I gave to you 
You said it was the end, but here we go again 
I thought I was a friend, not just another man 
While holding hands, you don't understand 
and I don't really get you baby 

[1] 

[Chorus] w/ ad libs 

[Foxy Brown] {Puffy} 
{Aiyyo, aiyyo Fox} 
Now the tables dun turned and duke fell off {yeah} 
But I'm stylin' you seen Fox cover the Source {you see it} 
Y'all see the G5, y'all see me come through {yeah} 
verr' nice crib and a nurr' blue five {uh huh} 
Y'all see the G4 {you see it, yeah} 
Duke come out the hood, let me take you on a Tito borough tour {c'mon} 
Y'all don't want a bitch in Juicy Couture {no you don't} 
You'd rather fuck a hoe in a Reebok velour {haha} 
But I'm a bad girl, whips to crashing {yeah, Bad Girl} 
Y'all know how Fox do it with the Sean John fashion {that's right} 
So tell me why you continue to lie {why} 
I seen the bitch in the seven fourty five L.I. now {uh huh} 
Just tell me why I continue to try {uh huh} 
Full of bullshit, he acting like a star can't cry {c'mon man} 
He acting like I'm blind {what} 
And how he doing this bullshit 
acting like I ain't get the nigga fly {let's go} 

[Chorus] - repeat w/ ad libs to fade
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