Counseling Songtext
von Clipse

Yo, look at that ass just bouncin′
Uh, oh God, I need counselin'
Images in my head steady houndin′
Uh, oh God, I need counselin'
She don't wanna bring her chicks around him
Oh God, I need counselin′
How many chicks do I got? I′m still countin'
Pssh, man, I need counselin′

Hey, I think I got a problem, problem
And I need an open ear to try to solve 'em
Havin′ a hard time pickin' out my darlin′
So until then, I guess I juggle all 'em
Nah, I ain't gon′ beg my pardon
′Cause I don't shop for none of y′all bitches at Arden, B
Sippin' on the sweetest of Chardonnay
I balls, I don′t bargain, see
I used to be all about a fat ass bitch

Then I found a cutie with a flat ass bitch


Good head, nice smile, but a flat ass bitch
Two out of three, shit, I couldn't let that pass
Doc, what you gon′ do 'bout this?
'Cause I ain′t got a clue ′bout this
I'm used to gettin′ what when I want
Where I want, how I want
Then them girls holler, "You ain't shit!"

Yo, look at that ass just bouncin′
Uh, oh God, I need counselin'
Images in my head steady houndin′
Uh, oh God, I need counselin'
She don't wanna bring her chicks around him
Oh God, I need counselin′
How many chicks do I got? I′m still countin'
Pssh, man, I need counselin′

So many chicks, I can't pick a favorite
My shrink even say my behavior sick
The hips to how shorty lick her lips
Just a few thoughts that come to mind as I reminisce
Temptation always been my nemesis
A few sips then take her back to my premises


Innocence lost once again
How could we be more than friends?
Baby, don′t be mad, think back of the fun that we had
The love we share so cheap like an E-Class
You ain't alone, I too am a sleaze bag
I guess I need Celebrity Rehab
Because ain′t no real chance at love
All my wrongdoings forbid me to trust

Oh God, forgive me for lust
Don't let another heart get crushed, come on

Yo, look at that ass just bouncin'
Uh, oh God, I need counselin′
Images in my head steady houndin′
Uh, oh God, I need counselin'
She don′t wanna bring her chicks around him
Oh God, I need counselin'
How many chicks do I got? I′m still countin'
Pssh, man, I need counselin′

Caught you sneakin' in the doorway late last night (Yeah)
But I ain't got the will to try and fight
These bitches steady houndin′
Think you better go to counselin′
Claim the bitch you keep inside

Yo, maybe I'm crazy, maybe, just maybe
It′s hard findin' time, can′t tell me I'm lazy
The way my phone ring may seem a bit shady
I′m 'bout my cash money, ma, maybe it's baby
How you persuade me via email?
Fresh out the shower, sendin′ pics from your cell
Wishin′ I was there takin' a flick myself
And then hit delete, I can′t afford to leave a trail

Yo, look at that ass just bouncin'
Uh, oh God, I need counselin′
Images in my head steady houndin'
Uh, oh God, I need counselin′
She don't wanna bring her chicks around him
Oh God, I need counselin'
How many chicks do I got? I′m still countin′
Pssh, man, I need counselin'