Tom Cruz - Wife Plot lyrics

[Tom Cruz / Fat Tony / Tom Cruz] I don't know if he don't know… don't care… or just don't show Is she really going out with him? I don't know… Let's ask her… [Tom Cruz / Fat Tony] How n***as got so trife? Used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife (Somebody tell me) how n***as got so trife? Used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife (I don't know) how n***as got so trife? Used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife (What the f** is going on?) How n***as got so trife? I used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife [Fat Tony] I knew this girl named Selena, and every time I seen her She crying her eyes out, I heard her man beat her I heard he was a cheater, I heard he tried to leave her At the restaurant cause she forgot to stop at the cleaners (what?!) Now that is not the proper demeanor (nah…) That is not the way that you treat her The girl sweeter than the memory of Aaliyah But her man, man, hit her with a damn hand In the back and in the front of the theater Damn, I don't understand why he won't leave her And her fam don't wanna intervene either So I told her to come over and come closer Now I hold her and it's over [Tom Cruz / Fat Tony] How n***as got so trife? Used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife (Somebody tell me) how n***as got so trife? Used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife (I wanna know) how n***as got so trife? I used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife (What the f** is going on?) How n***as got so trife? I used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife [Tom Cruz] I used to know this boy Will but I loved his girl still Even though that sh** ain't chill, that's the way a n***a feel And I know I need to chill, but I really don't think I will Cause the girl body more ill than a '79 Seville (ill!) Just wanna let her know, never gon' let her go Got me ga**ed up like up like a Amoco I'm an animal, even though I'm more smooth than Barry Manilow I got Anna, ho Just gotta pick up the phone and let your n***a know And if you got more excuses about them bruises, gonna bust the boy cantaloupe And pull the blade out, leave him open and laid out Like lesbians about to get ate out Took his mate out to the safe house Told that n***a to stay out Damn! [Tom Cruz / Fat Tony] How n***as got so trife? Used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife (Somebody tell me) how n***as got so trife? Used to be his man, now I'm finna plot on his wife [Fat Tony] So we ride out to the honeycomb hideout Slide out, show her what that life bout No black eyes now [Tom Cruz] I get gal easy, no need to be pushy Plus I ain't no wussy If I get mad the only place I hit the girl is the p**y [Fat Tony] And I ain't a rookie, but I know what love should be At least what it could be She move me to do she I woosah cause she a whooty [Tom Cruz] Usually, I usually got two or three But now she do it so beautifully And lately it's bringing out the fool in me