Cuban Link, Big Pun - Cheat on Her lyrics

You know, it seems to me that everyone is
Concerned with way it is
And they say that everyone cheats
Well here's a question
If you cheat, don't you think that she will?

Cheat on her or she's gonna cheat on you
But she does it classy at a hot little spot
At some rendez-vous (rendez-vous)
Cheat on her
Even though she's gonna cheat on you
'Cos she does it nasty with your best friend
And your brother too

Yo, ay yo, excuses excuses
I'm sick of this bullshit it's useless
You're ruthless, you accused of me cheating
But where's your proof miss? The truth is
You be flipping too much
With those loose lips
Is it because I got the
Chicks feeling my music?
If the shoe fit's, wear it
Yo you be thinkin' I'm stupid
Acting like you don't do shit
I studied ya movements
And you've been too slick since
They first introduced us
Your used to being up in
Clubs dancing to lewd shit
You should think before you speak
Trying to blame it all on me
Eager to beef so you can leave and
Have a cheap excuse to cheat
See I know the game baby
You've been acting strange lately
A little deranged, you changed
You ain't the same lady playing me shady
Claiming that I'm running trains daily
Saying you hate me maybe it's the
Fame that's making you crazy
Maybe it's me and just the way that I see it
Better believe it
If I never got caught I never cheated
Keep it real even the sweetest
Girls be cheating at will
Then you see 'em chillin' like if
They don't be feelin' no guilt
Willin' to deal with it
Givin' you that devious grill
'Cos she feels you did it so
She's getting even to heal i know the deal

Cheat on her or she's gonna cheat on you
Cos she does it classy
At her friends house, comment allez-vous
Cheat on her though shes gonna cheat on you
'Cos she does it nasty
Wiht the whole Terror Squad foundation crew

Thought I was living low key
Official pimp daddy OG
My whole steez was drinking beer and adultery
But don't sleep, a freak ain't always a mack
Then I found out my lil'
Sweet was blowin' out backs
She was lonely in track
Started sipping Bacardi
Met some pimp at a party
Now she stripping at Ardy's
Copped a whip and a Harley
Mad kick in the body
Finally slipped at a hottie
With the politic of Anagi
Probably ran more trains than the third rail
Fuck it, it's her world
Mind you this used to be a church girl
So, it's my worst fear
Jus knowing I'm responsible
When I sleep all I see is
Mandingo throwing and King-Kongin' you
Can't rest, it's like I'm hexed for life
How much respect you expect when
Niggas is sexing your wife
Professional advice
Ignore the whores and the hooters
'Cos pains of the heart hurt
Much more than the bruises
More than a loser
'cos I lost love in the fast lane
Next time I'll think twice before I
Give away my last name
Its mad strain, mad strife
Mad stress but it's a man's game
And your wife 'll be next

I'm sorry (Baby I'm sorry)
Is all that I can say
I cheated, I didn't mean it baby I'm sorry