Penthouse Players Clique - U Cain't Check Me lyrics
[Penthouse Players Clique - U Cain't Check Me lyrics]
You can't check me
You ain't my woman no more
I gave you a chance
I got bitches out there hoeing for
A real nigga
Sharing his world and his fat checks
Now your ass? complaining while I'm
Chilling with them hoes next
The different when I rip
Or the one I want to get with baby tripping
I'm dismissing a ho for the next bitch
I'm rolling, like Kane in control, I navigate
Step to me, you respect me, must I reiterate?
You can't check me
I ain't that brother you're used to
Fade in the brain with that? attitude
Just because you got Papa Boo and
The nuts I rest in
I ain't that nigga you can
Freak and be testing
Any questions? yeah I can be a gentle man
But, I'm a G baby
You can't get bent but I can
I want a real woman
Not a groupie or a nut ho
You can't check me
Things ain't like the folks
Oh yeah, ring around the hoes
And that's just how the story goes
And Playa Hamm out there stepping on toes
They puts 'em up their nose
But that's a whole nother episode
You can't check me
You need to sit back and observe this
And I don't give a fuck if
I get on your nerves, bitch
Cause, I'm living good
And you want what you can't have
Some you took for granted
So now you feel the wrath
For the half and hot laugh
I know you want a cut
I wouldn't give you the pleasure
Of tasting my nuts i'd rather jack off
(Bitch) And serve it to the curb
Than give you any type of action
Like that you little birds
So now you get served
I know you homeboys is shocked
I bet you had them bitches thinking
You still had me locked
But not the Playa Hamm, playing no favorites
Taking no prisoners
And I say baby I'm with this on hock
Is she in it to win it? She can't lose
You need naw ass i draw the line
Baby gon' bump it or go out with the trash
We got an understanding
And my true is gon' affect this
Already knew like you know now
You can't check me
Aw yeah, either shit or get off the pot
And if you can't let? rock
Park your crab extention nails down the block
And take that busta-ass nigga with ya
You can't check me, sucka fall in
Take your place
Cause we don't just eliminate boy, we erase
No trace of your purpotrating
Ass will they find
No clues, no witnesses, no body, no crime
My family and I are
Compelled to this realness
Sword to uphold PPC and it's chillness
Yeah, I'm that nigga, that gravedigga figure
Take a sucker good care
I ain't have to pull the trigger
You'd better recognize what you're up
Against and blend in
My brothers already want your head in the den
Monkey-ass nigga
Tuck your tail and your head roll
Go tell that to them chicks and them hoes
The players you think you got
Got my back and I theirs
And like my classic Cadillac we gonna
Roll for years and years
So good luck, bucking young bolt
Don't disrepect me
I'll play you like a pussy ho
You can't check me
You ain't my woman no more
I gave you a chance
I got bitches out there hoeing for
A real nigga
Sharing his world and his fat checks
Now your ass? complaining while I'm
Chilling with them hoes next
The different when I rip
Or the one I want to get with baby tripping
I'm dismissing a ho for the next bitch
I'm rolling, like Kane in control, I navigate
Step to me, you respect me, must I reiterate?
You can't check me
I ain't that brother you're used to
Fade in the brain with that? attitude
Just because you got Papa Boo and
The nuts I rest in
I ain't that nigga you can
Freak and be testing
Any questions? yeah I can be a gentle man
But, I'm a G baby
You can't get bent but I can
I want a real woman
Not a groupie or a nut ho
You can't check me
Things ain't like the folks
Oh yeah, ring around the hoes
And that's just how the story goes
And Playa Hamm out there stepping on toes
They puts 'em up their nose
But that's a whole nother episode
You can't check me
You need to sit back and observe this
And I don't give a fuck if
I get on your nerves, bitch
Cause, I'm living good
And you want what you can't have
Some you took for granted
So now you feel the wrath
For the half and hot laugh
I know you want a cut
I wouldn't give you the pleasure
Of tasting my nuts i'd rather jack off
(Bitch) And serve it to the curb
Than give you any type of action
Like that you little birds
So now you get served
I know you homeboys is shocked
I bet you had them bitches thinking
You still had me locked
But not the Playa Hamm, playing no favorites
Taking no prisoners
And I say baby I'm with this on hock
Is she in it to win it? She can't lose
You need naw ass i draw the line
Baby gon' bump it or go out with the trash
We got an understanding
And my true is gon' affect this
Already knew like you know now
You can't check me
Aw yeah, either shit or get off the pot
And if you can't let? rock
Park your crab extention nails down the block
And take that busta-ass nigga with ya
You can't check me, sucka fall in
Take your place
Cause we don't just eliminate boy, we erase
No trace of your purpotrating
Ass will they find
No clues, no witnesses, no body, no crime
My family and I are
Compelled to this realness
Sword to uphold PPC and it's chillness
Yeah, I'm that nigga, that gravedigga figure
Take a sucker good care
I ain't have to pull the trigger
You'd better recognize what you're up
Against and blend in
My brothers already want your head in the den
Monkey-ass nigga
Tuck your tail and your head roll
Go tell that to them chicks and them hoes
The players you think you got
Got my back and I theirs
And like my classic Cadillac we gonna
Roll for years and years
So good luck, bucking young bolt
Don't disrepect me
I'll play you like a pussy ho
You can't check me