It's hard being wifee chords and lyrics - FOXY BROWN

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Uh h
Ladies y'all know how that sayin' goes
'Be careful what you ask for in life
'Cuz you just might get
it'
Dependin' on what you ask for
What you get you might not
be able to get out of it
You heard? Uhh

[Verse 2]
Niggas [Em]might take advantage
if you let 'em
(Uhh)
Play your cards right and if you fuck
'em in the same night
Make sure that he don't snitch,
must be up to sumpin'
Or be lyin' on his dick, shit

[Verse 3]
You know how niggas [Em]flip
from gettin' pussy
The head, 'til you spent yo bread
and blew his dick
Especially if he trip, shit
Don't complain, bitch,
do your thang and cop that range
(Uhh)

[Verse 4]
When he hit you with that [Em]game
You be like, 'A'ight, dude,
whatever'
And sleep on it, put like a week on it
Get the Benz Jeep and creep on it

[Verse 5]
Do you, [Em]like, yeah, faggot, screw you
What the fuck am I to do now?
Just lay back like I'm that lame bitch,
dude
I'm that [F#aug]same bitc[Em]h
(Uh huh)

[Verse 6]
Don't you know? [Em]Never
cross no ho
Especially if she was wifee and she
know where that stands go
Fuck you wildin' fo'?
Who you stylin' fo'?
And the truth is he fuckin'
with the deuce kid
(Uhh)

[Verse 7]
He don't know that [Em]I stick a move
Get him right for that Chyna White
Nothing to lose,
and I see right through him
Yeah, we fuckin' tonight

[Verse 8]
In the [Em]Duque,
what he talkkin' and I'm truckin' tonight
And if he sweet with them big ones,
I'm lucky tonight
And if he packin' like he yappin',
I'm doin' him right

[Verse 9]
Yo, yo, yo, yo [Em]Yo, when
your man ain't
fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in
the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't tight

[Verse 10]
Yo, when your [Em]man ain't
fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the
hood in that [F#aug]Chyna White
[Em]We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't tight

[Verse 11]
[Em]Uhh, mostly,
they'll play you closely
(Uh, huh)
Especially if you fuckin' 'em,
anything could crushin' 'em
Damn bitch, you lovin' 'em,
impressed like that
Bomb head, every night,
is the sex like that? Uh huh
Yeah, you ain't know,
I was stress like that
Over do, not this once,

[Verse 12]
he don't handle like that
[Em]Should'a known not to fuck
with no lightweight cats
Rollin' doves in his stacks,
I ain't fuckin' wit that
I'm like, "Dude,
where the fuck is yo big heads at?"
And you know how I get down,
I don't pumps like that
Plus he act funny and he only
fuck with track money

[Verse 13]
And I'm, [Em]seven
zero platinum- plat money
It's not a game, nigga
And like Sparkle,
be careful what you say, nigga
The kind [Bb]of cat [Em]that makes,
wonder if he was sent to do this
Put it down for you

[Verse 14]
First [Em]chick he ever cried fo' never had
a chick that raps like this
(Uh, huh)
And impressed for no see 'cuz
we straight like this
(Uh, huh)
And he makes a it very clear baby
mothers don't exist
(Uhh)
They just some Fox haters and condom breakers,

[Verse 15]
ya heard?
[Em]Yo, when your man ain't
fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in
the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't tight

[Verse 16]
Yo, when your [Em]man ain't
fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the
hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't tight

[Verse 17]
[Em]Ughh, the[F#aug][Em][A]
[Em]situation is
(Uh, huh)
Y'all chicks be fuckin'
with that mistress shit
Babe ro, if not for the dough,
I splits with the quickness
Pleads no fifth, leaves no traces,
ya heard?

[Verse 18]
What the fuck is [Em]this?
Payback shit?
(Uh, huh)
Is it God striking me for
some way back shit?
I'm like, "Damn,
was the bitch really foul like this?"
(Uh, huh)
And my lobe be just to think,
I should slash my wrist

[Verse 19]
And [Em]my seven,
from me thinkin' I should total my six
Or should straight spazz out,
fuck his man and split
(Uh, huh)
Took the code straight to his safe
and just empty his bricks
On the low but I know that he
love when I flip
(Uhh)

[Verse 20]
Ya betta know how to [Em]throw
the smash game
Shit, I got to bring bitch
and his last name
(Uhh)
Any bitch could do a nigga whole big
Any bitch could lock up and have a kid

[Verse 21]
Any chick could fuck [Em]a nigga despite
But the nigga got to love you if
he make you his wife
Ughh, ya chicks is lonely,
I'm ownin' that dick
And on top of all this bullshit,
I'm still his chick

[Verse 22]
Yo, when your [Em]man ain't
fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in
the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't tight

[Verse 23]
Yo, when your [Em]man ain't
fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the
hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em"

[Outro 1]
'Cuz he just ain't tight
[Em][Em]