Top Songs By Mauseburg
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
Nate Dogg
Vocals
Warren G
Vocals
Mausberg
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mauseburg
Composer
Warren Griffin III
Songwriter
Nathaniel Hale
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
David Marvin Blake
Songwriter
Johnny Burns
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Quik
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You got a job, I got a life
You got a man, I got a wife
Baby, girl, baby, boy
That's the way of the world
It ain't got back, it can't get back
You say it won't get back
Shit, I hope it don't get back
I'm creepin' with you, sleepin' with you
It's gettin' bad on a ****, now I'm beepin' you too
Meet me at the hotspot and work that skirt
You know, the blue one, the new one
Girl, you know the truth hurt
Heart beatin' while I'm cheatin', tryna catch a nut
Bad lil' bitch gotta a **** caught up
I'm slidin' in the rack top Chevrolet
Got a **** all out of bounds in west LA
I'm tryna find your granny's house
'Cause your auntie house
Well, um, you know we sorta kinda burn it out
You know I turn it out whenever I'm in the mix
And creepin' with my secret
And that's how I wanna keep it
Peep this
[Verse 2]
If I hit this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Won't tell
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
Don't tell
Don't tell
Don't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
Won't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
Don't tell
Don't tell
[Verse 3]
I met this thing named Wanika
She stayed in Inglewood and she knew Tamika
Tamika and Wanika was tight like gloves
I seen 'em Tuesday night hangin' at the club
I say, what's up Tamika, boo, what's up with you
She said, Mauseburg scandalous, ****, so fuck you
Some bitches be lyin', lyin', most bitches be tryin', tryin'
To get a **** caught up that's probably why I'm, I'm
G'd up, we love to hit it and shake
I give it to you real, baby cakes
Jump in the bird, let's swerve on the low key
Windows tinted 'cause everybody know me
He told Lamar, she told on Snoop
And now you wanna tell on me? Well, woopty-woop
Put me up on game, your homie
It was too much for me
Remember what you told me
[Verse 4]
If I hit this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Won't tell
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
Don't tell
Don't tell
Don't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
Won't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
Don't tell
Don't tell
[Verse 5]
No, baby, I ain't with the bullshit
I've been fuckin' you for two weeks and I ain't see no cashflow increase
You've been runnin' your mouth tellin' your girls how I'm fuckin' you
What I got in my house some things I don't do for you
Better be careful 'cause your girls wanna come too
Gave Keisha her groove back, now I'm up in you
And did you tell Tamika?
I was wonderin' why my homie baby mama blowin' up my beeper
You's a cold thing, I told you keep it on the D L
And if I decide to hit again inside the motel
Tellin' them brides about my furniture and jewels
Work on my table and how potent my clientele
Damn, you can hit the spot
As pretty as you is, no more blessings for your twat
But I might for the sake I'ma swipe
Hit it like it's s'posed to be hit
If the vibe is right tonight
[Verse 6]
If I hit this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Won't tell
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
Don't tell
Don't tell
Don't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
Won't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
Don't tell
Don't tell
[Verse 7]
It ain't no fun
If the homies can't have none
Ain't no big deal
Until that ho squeal
Now I got to keep my fuckin' woman from around that ho
Take a fuckin' rubber everywhere that I go
Keep her from her family 'cause her cousin know
She say she fuckin' Nate, but she can't prove it though
Next time you can't come
If you got a loud tongue
I know I got a big dick
Shouldn't of loaned it to a trick
It's time you act like a **** who just did a crime
You got your ass busted, now you facin' time
The money's in the back, it's on the driver's side
The **** you was with is hopin' you be quiet
Now you facin' twenty all by yourself
The **** you was with, man, he rich as hell
Even though the story is a fairytale
Act like you that ****, bitch, and please don't tell
[Verse 8]
If I hit this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Won't tell
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
Don't tell
Don't tell
Don't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
Won't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
Don't tell
Don't tell
If I hit this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
When I get this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Won't tell
If I hit this pussy you gon' tell on me?
Don't tell
Written by: David Marvin Blake, Johnny Burns, Mauseburg, Nathaniel Hale, Snoop Dogg, Warren Griffin III