JA RULE - THE MANUAL LYRICS
Writer(s):KENDRED SMITH / IRVING LORENZO / JEFFREY ATKINS / FRANCION CORBETT
Artist: Ja Rule Lyrics
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Date: Added(Last modified) at 6:54 am October 07, 2012.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You talk too much ****
You know *****z always talkin bout *****es ain't ****
Money over *****es
But give all our money to the *****es any ****in way
(I love my *****) So I'ma send some love out
to the *****es, holla
[Verse One]
****, here's somethin to remember
When we met that day in September
But, you've been gone since November
Had to finish out yo' last college semester
Her major - brokerage investor
She probably go broke tryin to invest her
time and money in somethin that she call love
Cause, she love ****in with thug *****z
That always get high and had to be drug dealers
Eventually, she hooked up with some hood *****es
The hood *****es turned her on to strippin
Now the, gettin is good and it's well understood
That money on the wood can make things get harder
Be glad I'm not a pimp, if I was I'd charge ya
But for all that you go through, just thought I'd let you know
Hoes need love too, I'm ****in witchu
[Chorus: Ja Rule]
*****z need to read the man-you-al
To separate your housewife from a hoe
Cause there's no rules to this **** here
Am I makin myself clear?
What she don't know won't hurt her why'all
So keep big pimpin on the low
Cause there's no rules to what I do
And I know, hoes need love too
[Verse Two]
You know what they say right? *****es ain't ****
And all men are dogs cause we just want to ****
Sundown to sun up, one up on a hoe
I might go down on the low, that's just me though
From L-A-X to Heathrow, I'm one of them *****z
that really doesn't need no, introduction
When I met her she was "Girl, Interrupted"
Grew up became a woman not to be trusted
Frustrated and flustered, living amongst
these thieves hoes and hustlers, I'm diggin what's next
She had a studio apartment in the projects
With her and her girl from D.C. used to bus checks
And hold the coke, her *****z ain't sold yet
In hopes the copes don't know about all this
Shiiiiit, for all that you go through
Just want to let you know, hoes need love too
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Fake nails, fake breasts, fake eyes too
It's oh-four, and that's kinda what we used to
But you don't holla back like you used to, but I ain't mad at cha
I'm happy for a *****, even if I can't have her
I remember when you was down in Atlanta
Workin gentlemen's clubs and you didn't even know what a gentlemen was
Forty to love and I want to serve
That body like Serena's with less curves
But actions speak louder than words, and you gettin your money
Mami every month, 15th and 1st
**** could be worse, you could be in the struggle
Or born with no *** and have nothin to hustle
Go on flex your muscle, cause that ain't the case is it?
Go on get your paper keep flossin on these *****es
Cause for all that you go through
Just thought I'd let you know, hoes need love too, I'm ****in witchu
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Ja Rule]
Ha ha ha, yeah, Rule
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