Scarface - Who Are They lyrics

Huh

You see a nigga with his game tight
Money with a name like
'Face (Face Mob) , havin his way, the homie did his thing, right?
You just a peon, the type of bitch I'd pee on
High sidin a nigga, rollin in a Neon
Now what the fuck was she on?
I'm "Prime Time" bitch like Deion (yeah)
I Spinks on a ho like Leon
And you are just a castaway
So get your ass away
Instead of fuckin you, I'd masturbate
I shouldn't of had to wait
I think you blew your big chance
You rejected when I asked about
The eighth grade dance
Now I'm big time, like my homeboy Randy
Plus I'm pushin a Porsche
With drop top panties
It's just like candy but I ain't hammy
Yo ho, so yo, ass can't hand me
Shit, fuck your cell phone bitch
You can keep that
Broke, you ain't know a motherfucker
Where was she at?

I think I remember you, from way back when
But how can I be sure?
That's so long ago and since
Then we both have grown
But look at you, you're amazin
What's so, crazy, I know how niggas do
Cause they get money
Change and don't remember who they are

Listen, in high school with the females
I was rarely selected
I got rejected by the ones
The damn nerds rejected
If I wore a shirt Monday, this is true
I ain't lyin by the end of the week you
Probably saw it two more times
I was discouraged by the microscopic
Size of my bank
But stayed constantly motivated to
Rise in the ranks
I used to be a bottom feeder
Lowest man on the totem
But, I showed a mass like the
Transit sit on my scrotum
Gettin fed by my music and
It's all clean work and the used to be prom
Queen is a Walgreens clerk
I would dream about bein with ya
Wantin to kiss on ya
Now I let my damn bladder bust
Before I piss on ya
Me and 'face second to none
Makin records for fun
You thirty-seven at the strip club
Gettin naked for ones
But, I ain't trippin, you can
Hit the room with me, it's fine
And when I bust one on her chin
I'm like "clean up on aisle nine!" (yeah)

I think I remember you, from way back when
But how can I be sure?
That's so long ago and since
Then we both have grown
But look at you, you're amazin
What's so, crazy, is I know how niggas do
Cause they get money
Change and don't remember who they are

Thugga, huh
A +Bitch Ain't+ never been +Shit+ to me
I've been screamin that since "Chronic"
Popped back in '93
Back when I was broke in the hood on my ass
I couldn't get away when the bitch drove past
Now a nigga seein cash so fast, things change
Same bitch askin for a ride in the Range
Lookin at a nigga strange
Cause, I ain't tryin to entertain
Conversation about her becomin my main
I'm like "bitch
You must of fell and bump your brain
And think you fuckin with a lame
Nope not me mayne
I ain't got shit for ya, matter fact
I don't know ya that's all I'm a show ya
Cause that's all a nigga owe ya
Used to be fine, big titties and behind
Had a few kids
Now your belly bigger than mine
Stomach lookin like you had a
Fight with a lion
I ain't fuckin with you bitch, move around"

I think I remember you, from way back when
But how can I be sure?
That's so long ago and since
Then we both have grown
But look at you, you're amazin
What's so, crazy, is I know how niggas do
Cause they get money
Change and don't remember who they are (they
Are, they are)