Guilty Simpson - She Won't Stay at Home lyrics

[Verse 1] Every time I get a show I don't have to tell her, ‘cause she already know In the front row with a crew of heavy hitters just in case She sees another woman getting' all up in my face I told her to relax and I don't like the way she acts But, she keeps behaving like a f**ing maniac Now I'm wondering if baby really got my back Or if she a hound with my scent all on her track When I ask her to trio, she on the other end Talking about her cousin, told her that I f**ed her friend And she heard another girl is doing me as well But, I f**ed her cousin, who is she to tell? (Dirty b**h) the pot called the kettle black f** that b**h Run and tell her that the p**y and the head was wack (boo) I find every time I leave, soon after hear you come, please let me breathe [Verse 2] Runnin' the streets, coming home to a fight Mad ‘cause a brother stayed out all night The next day guess who had plans With a low tight cut and some skin tight pants I'm not the jealous type In fact, you and your girl should party every night Do ya' thang, have some fun, go ‘head get a life I recommend it; the only other option left is just end it But, something tells me that the broad's mental She flatten all your tires and bust your car windows I'm so tired of the sisters' beef On my heels when I walk the streets