Pain Songtext
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Pain Songtext
Aw yeah
Brother Nine Tre, uh
Bout to kick this story
About you broads
That′s a pain in the ass
Let me tell you bout this girl that I be walking to class
She gets mad when a brother tries to grab on that ass
She likes to stop in the halls and talk noise with her friends
And leave me standing until it's time for y′all to class to begin
She like to wink and play games then fuss with me
And that makes me wanna go and tuck my mane
And at lunch is the only time she shows me love
Rub a dub against me just to get her some grub
And at night we on the phone til it's way past three
Not sayin' nathan, hold it in and fallin′ asleep
That′s why I'm late every day but I′m lettin' you know
If she don′t give up that ass then she gots to go
And I'll be damned if I′m stuck in the office again
Cause messin' with these girls, now you just can't win
And I′m losing every time and it′s making me mad
Like Bushwick said mane
Girls ain't nothin′ but a pain in the ass
Pain
Pain
Pain
Pain
I was sittin' in my room playin′ my football game
And I was droppin' back to pass when I heard the phone ring
But I kept on playin′, I didn't pay it no mind
But I shoulda cause this call is gonna cost my hide
I took a look out the door so I could see what's up
Moms was on the phone lookin′ mad as stuff
I listened up so I could see if they was talkin′ about me
"He did what?" What a what? Yo, who else could it be?
I'm in trouble so I′m prayin' on my hands and my knees
For moms not to whoop me and let me go free
But all the prayin′ in the world ain't gonna save me this time
So I put on extra pants so I can save my hide
She opened up and took my phone and my radio too
Unplugged the Nintendo and took that too
She screamed out that I was grounded for a couple of weeks
Damn, I wish moms woulda went on and whooped me
Instead I′m sittin' here watchin' time go fast
Boy I tell you Mr. Hit
Teachers are a pain in the ass
Pain
Pain
Pain
Pain
Brother Nine Tre, uh
Bout to kick this story
About you broads
That′s a pain in the ass
Let me tell you bout this girl that I be walking to class
She gets mad when a brother tries to grab on that ass
She likes to stop in the halls and talk noise with her friends
And leave me standing until it's time for y′all to class to begin
She like to wink and play games then fuss with me
And that makes me wanna go and tuck my mane
And at lunch is the only time she shows me love
Rub a dub against me just to get her some grub
And at night we on the phone til it's way past three
Not sayin' nathan, hold it in and fallin′ asleep
That′s why I'm late every day but I′m lettin' you know
If she don′t give up that ass then she gots to go
And I'll be damned if I′m stuck in the office again
Cause messin' with these girls, now you just can't win
And I′m losing every time and it′s making me mad
Like Bushwick said mane
Girls ain't nothin′ but a pain in the ass
Pain
Pain
Pain
Pain
I was sittin' in my room playin′ my football game
And I was droppin' back to pass when I heard the phone ring
But I kept on playin′, I didn't pay it no mind
But I shoulda cause this call is gonna cost my hide
I took a look out the door so I could see what's up
Moms was on the phone lookin′ mad as stuff
I listened up so I could see if they was talkin′ about me
"He did what?" What a what? Yo, who else could it be?
I'm in trouble so I′m prayin' on my hands and my knees
For moms not to whoop me and let me go free
But all the prayin′ in the world ain't gonna save me this time
So I put on extra pants so I can save my hide
She opened up and took my phone and my radio too
Unplugged the Nintendo and took that too
She screamed out that I was grounded for a couple of weeks
Damn, I wish moms woulda went on and whooped me
Instead I′m sittin' here watchin' time go fast
Boy I tell you Mr. Hit
Teachers are a pain in the ass
Pain
Pain
Pain
Pain
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