Wasn't Your Fault Lyrics - Paid Tha Cost To Be Da Boss - Snoop Dogg

Yeah, niggas wanna take care of these hoes 

Niggas wanna control these hoes 

You can't control these bitches 

These are independent bitches these years 

You can't understand the 2000 in here? 

Motherfuckers wanna put they mack down 

Wanna put they soder down 

Let a bitch do what she wanna do 

If she chose to ride wit' a G then let her ride wit' a G 

The bitch don't wanna sit back and be a housewife all the time 

Let the ho be what she wanna be 

A real slut and let the ho get on and make her money 

You understand? I got a homey sittin' by me 

Understand this nigga don't understand because he's a young nigga 

You know what I'm sayin'? I'm been in the game since '85 

And I know a ho don't do nothin', wanna play a nigga like 9 to 5, alright 

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Yikes, Shabba dabble do, I can dig it baby, you know 

Because these hoes, they can't be controlled 

You gotta find 'em, spot 'em, send 'em 

Get 'em, got 'em, you know 

It wasn't your fault 

You was only tryin' to be nice 

Only tryin' to be nice, ohh 

You know you can't control these hoes 

You know you can't control these hoes 

You know you can't control these hoes 

What she do, she jumped out of her sleep 

And left the pad at a quarter to two 

That's on you, you shoulda put your foot in her ass 

Like a pimp's supposed to do 

But instead of goin' 'upside da head' 

You bought her a 5 karat wit' your bread 

And then she went and gave her homeboy Ted some head 

I ain't tellin' on her, I'm just sayin', what you do 

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When your bitch out of bounds and you don't know what to do 

What we do, we check 'em from the gate, to keep a bitch straight 

It's on you, see you can take her out and buy her all types of things 

You's a fool, 'cause when she leave you, for what he do, you'll see fool 

It wasn't your fault 

You was only tryin' to be nice 

Only tryin' to be nice, ohh 

You know you can't control these hoes 

You know you can't control these hoes 

You know you can't control these hoes 

Me and you, that's what you thought 

'Til your ass got caught 

Shame on you and now I understand 

Why my momma used to tell me that 

Ain't that true, you can't make a queen 

Out a motherfuckin' hoodrat 

Game on you, 'cause now you back at your momma house 

And you sleepin' on tha copeasack 

What's she do, I gave her the keys to my '74 Cadillac 

Say it ain't true, she let a nigga drive it, ask tha homie Battlecat 

Whatchu do, put my foot in her ass and mashed tha gas 

You know me and ever since that day my nigga, I've been P I M P 

It wasn't your fault 

You was only tryin' to be nice 

Only tryin' to be nice, ohh 

You know you can't control these hoes 

You know you can't control these hoes 

You know you can't control these hoes 

That's your boo, but she know every nigga in the Roc-A-Fella Crew 

That's on you, baby blow too much, I mean she know too much 

That's my boo, it's all about who she did and where she been 

I love you, you shouldn't a told her that, you should a smacked her flat 

Shame on you, your so in love you fittin' to get a tattoo 

That ain't cool, love is blind and no friend of mine 

If I was you, I'd a packed her bags and bust anotha bitch thats bad 

Game got rules, if you lose a ho', you gotta gain a ho' 

It wasn't your fault 

You was only tryin' to be nice 

Only tryin' to be nice, ohh 

You know you can't control these hoes 

You know you can't control these hoes 

You know you can't control these hoes