Pharcyde - Groupie Therapy lyrics

(Bootie Brown)

I was standing, one of the cast of many

I would give anything to swing hand in hand

with her But it was just a blur

I couldn't blame her, why give up fortune and the fame

for a nigga who can barely afford his name

So the dame kept aim at the stars

I'm often thinking about her

when I'm waitin on calls across the border

Made sure my rhymes in order cause

that moment could be near and it was

Now my attorney is tellin' me to sign here

So I appear and perform international

The time came she stepped to me I thought rational

But she knew I wanted it

she walked around and flaunted it like a peacock

I knocked the Reebok Now she jock

Blowin up the Pactel and the doorbell

Had to check myself as well love boat won't sail

Cause I'm not captain let them know from the start

I let you break me off but I won't let you

break my heart

(Slim Kid3)

So I'm surrounded by bitchery now this is

the most incredible shit in Slim Kid history

So watch if you will the moment some good

shit pops and they be foggin up ya grill

Overly thrilled to get you in ya ass like massingil

Still burnin shit now and I'm still learnin how not to fuck

With ya baby or make ya my old lady

You just overcasting ya ass is shady tryin to block

the sunlight with all of that hype and now I'm discontinue'n

All of this pipe that I've been layin as long as you keep

swayin to anotha crew's tempo I gotta let you go and that's

simple so get it through ya two temples because I'm

tryin' to live fatter than a blimp ho

and you're exempt and I won't symp on a write off

So step out my world and turn the light off

(Fat Lip)

She was my high school sweetheart down from start

When all I had was high hopes my health and my art

But when I got fame she became unsure

If I could still feel the same when I came off tour

I said "for sure" cuz what God gave us, girl, I'm grateful

No need to be insecure baby your nigga's faithful

So now I'm off doin' dates in a gang of states

And as my status elevates I see the baddest eights

At the backstage gate lookin' great straight

waitin for a nigga so now I figure

"Hey I only live once I'm goin' all out today"

Made a call out to L.A. to say what had to say...

Now I get back the very next week only to learn

the tables turned like a technique twelve hundred

Last thing in the world that I wanted was my girl goin' out every

night gettin blunted

And zooted with a clique of well known

reputed groupie hos from all the hip hop shows

Backstage with her little backpack tryin to get chose

By anotha nigga with talent wealth and fame

Oh I suppose I guess I got myself to blame for turnin

her out into a hip hop freak Now I seek counseling

from a therapist twice a week

(Imani)

So let me speak about the freak So let me speak about the

freak

Instantly she made another selection

because he was in the lime plus had

the money connection "correction"

"way more paid" is why she laid and played

A charade in the game of deception

This Miss-mysterious mistress is just an actress

of the mattress cuz she's a wanna be mack-tress

Well built-but equipped with the tackiest of tactics

And I hate it why this is dedicated to all of them

type of women who still be swimming Lost and confused

in the lake of illusion with no values is why they're

constantly losin'