What Happened to the Groupies

Intro：captain save-a-hoe

Short, short, whats up man, this captain man check this out

I know you and b-legit finna get in here and get down on this song right?

But yall can't be talkin bad about broads, man, you know?

Yall in here talkin bout "suckin this" and "suckin that"

Aww shit, here come b pullin up in his 600 blowin big weed, yall be cool man

Verse 1: b-legit/too $hort

B-legit:

I blaze blunts all day get keyed all night

Be the one to take flight if the smoke aint right

I'm tight, nicknamed ike for the drama

It's baby and her mama, naked in a sauna

Down with the gang cuz them flows be hard

Blue mink, short, and my st. brenard

Super bad man all around hoo-j

Tell me what the fuck happened to the groupies

Too $hort:

What happened to the groupies, i thought they was comin through

To do everything we want em to

Supposed to be all good when they get here

Break niggas off, bitch we real playas

Baby in the red said "it's coo'"

She gonna give me some pussy, and some head too

I aint trippin though, these bitches takin too long

I'm bout to call some other hoes on the phone

B-legit:

Tell em i'm a hog nigga, need a triple-x bitch down to stick

Turn tricks switched the dick

Theres hips outside and i'm fo' sho' dat

And the finest ho she know where mo' at

Gotta show that, nigga tuck my jewels

Can't be slippin with a bitch, niggas know that shit

Hit me at the room when the hoes come

It be at 301 we callin for some

Too $hort:

Where they at b-legit where they at? (where they at)

Let these bitches know theres some real playas back

Told her meet me in room 510 on the mattress

If you do it right then i'll be back bitch

Another showdown, in yo' town

Let everybody know you my ho now

I'm feelin way too cool off the gin and juice

I'm bout to fuck my bitch and her friend too (and her friend too)

Captain save-a-hoe:

Damn, see man yall niggas is trippin man,

Niggas this '98 yall actin like its still '88

Short cussin, and all this bullshit,

Check this out--see baby and them leavin see?

Baby come here, c'mon, baby don't even trip, just kick it for a lil while

You know what i'm sayin?　i'll take you to sizzler to go eat after awhile

I'll make em stop trippin, don't even trip baby its all good

Verse 2: too $hort/b-legit

Too $hort:

I'm feelin good, everything hooked up right

Before its all over i'ma be in som'n tight

Looked down at my hip to check my pager

Tryin to find me a bitch, fresh off the stage

Nigga aint hungry, fuck the after party

Told a cute groupie "bitch meet me in the lobby"

You know how we do it, told her bring all her friends

Next weekend we gonna do it all again

B-legit:

I said it out my mouth on the mic real loud

We at the holiday-inn, room 510

Bring all the bitches even if they dikes

We hyped, hoes eatin pussy tonight

Seen her in my mug, peepin my game

Lookin like she could take dick in the brain

We all champagne and cali green

I need a bitch like that on a pimp team

Too $hort:

It's after midnight, can't find the right women

Can't be slippin while you're late night pimpin

Way too many niggas got stuck like that

Waited too late then fucked a rat

Wake up in the mornin, mad as hell

With the wrong bitch in the wrong hotel

Shoulda gave up when you first struck out

Now you tryna get the fuck out

B-legit:

Man i was drunk when i went out, blow when i woke up

Didn't get to fuck cuz these hoes is ducks

Niggas like me need the head lay on

From bad ass bitches who prefer red bones

Rock microphones, later count g's

Could always spot a rat chasin niggas with cheese

Please, put it on freeze, it don't suit me

What happened to the muthafuckin groupies? (muthafuckin groupies)

Captain save-a-hoe:

What happened? nigga they all left, thats what happened

Yall muthafuckas gonna be sittin around all night talkin to each other

Oh thats cool, yall got some muthafuckin playboy magazines

So i guess thats why yall aint trippin, check this out man

Yall niggas gotta understand one thing man

Bitches don't love to be talked to like that, yall gotta break down

Be cool with a bitch, ya know what i'm sayin?

Show her some caring and shit, understand me?

Verse 3: b-legit/too $hort

B-legit

I remember when the shit first began

I used to fuck the dog shit out my biggest fans

Four in the mornin we hit the waffle spot

Then its back to the telly for some more cock

Shit was non-stop, don't choose too fast

Theres a gang of more bitches with way more ass

Up and down the hall with the bad-ass body

Groupies lookin for the after party

Too $hort:

I used to be wild as fuck, get my dick sucked

On the back of the tour bus with two or three sluts

Check into my suite, order somethin to eat

Knockin at my door, its another lil freak

Right up the hall on the same flo'

You could stand in line and run a train on the ho

Top-notch or rat, skinny or fat

B-legit, where all the groupies at? (groupies at)

B-legit:

In the room with the tricks gettin big faces

But they really wanna know how the dick tastes

I used to get fucked, fall asleep, wake up

Kick the bitch out and bump a freak

But nowadays, you gotta watch your route

Niggas savin hoes need to cut that out

So what they talkin bout, they shoulda been done came

I think they scared of a nigga with this real game

Too $hort:

What happened to the groupies, don't point your finger

They're all backstage chasin r&b singers

At the other concert, on the other side of town

I seen a few hoes but they wasn't down

Where the groupies at, i'ma ask yall later

Probably out tryna fuck basketball players

Silly hoes, rappers got mansions

But we aint tryna get into these tramp bitches

Captain save-a-hoe:

Yall niggas is trippin man,

Yall need to sit down and re-evaluate your morals man

Yall niggas gettin too old for this shit,

Yall gonna be sittin around in the club

Tryna figure out who goin home with ya old ass

You need to find ya a good woman, snatch her up, get her a bmw

She got kids, only do what you do, tell her "i got you"